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EST. OF J. H. CORNING 

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LETTER FROM THE AUTHOR 



Mn. Publisher : — In reply to tlie question, " Are you ■willing to have youf 
Drama of Moll Pitcher published? " I answer. Yes, if you will also print, as 
a preface, a few explanatory sentences and general remarks. 

If a person writes and prints a hook, he is supposed to challenge customary 
literary criticism, and should not complain of its severity, if just. 

But if a person writes a p'.ay, and presents it to the public on the stage of 
a theatre, he expects his work to he critically reviewed, by a different class of 
critics, and according to different rules. 

But two of mj' Dramatic Pieces, to my knowledge, hare teen printed — oua 
cf these two, "The Carpenter or Kouen," without my consent. Among tho 
numerous Dramas produced at the National Theatre, under the management 
of the late Mr. 'WilUam Pelby, was one entitled "Moll Pitcher." Aided by 
the willing exertions of a company cf performers of talent, liberal outlay in 
?-e«Z?y " new scenery," machinery, and appointments — accessories in these 
days usually only seen in the play bills, "Moll Pitcher" was successful. 

It has been played in every State of the Union in which theatrical exhibi- 
tions have been given; and, with one or two honorable exceptions, from stolen 
und mutilated copies of the original. 

I have had objections to publishing my plays; one, that they were written 
to be acted to the people, and not to be read by them ; another, that by the 
publication I lost my ownership, copyright giving no protection against repre- 
sentation upon the stage. As " Moll Pitcher " has been often acted without 
my leave, no doubt, in time, it would be printed without consept being asked. 
I therefore choose the least of two evils, accord my consent, and in this man- 
ner acquaint the critic that the construction of " Moll Pitcher " occupied but 
two or three daj's ; that it is a stage drama, depenchng for success more upon 
what is done, and the manner in which the business of the piece is done, than 
what is said ; that its merits, few or many, depend upon its effect in represen 
tation, and they will be readily discovered bj- those competent to decide, wheit 
ever a fair trial is given upon the stage. 

I cannot forego, if you will permit the space, to refer to the fine acting of 
the late Mrs. Pelby in this Drama. Her delineation of the "Fortune Teller"' 
was unique. 

Such of the members of the National company, engaged in its first repre- 
sentation, who still survive, will, even at this late day, receive a renewal of 
Iny grateful remembrance of the services rendered on tlie night of Jlay 20th, 
1839. 

It is often asked why there is no Stacdiad Ameiican Drama. One of the 



4 Lr.TXr.U TUOM THE AUTHOR. 

best answci i is, nobody wil! pay for it. Some managers of tlieatres, and some 
principal pei-foimers, wliile pursuing their vocations, and receiving large 
sums of moni^y from tlie public, are willing to avail themselves of the product 
of the brains of the dramatist, but do not consider it necessary to ask or pay 
for it. 

It is not esteemed dishonorable by all, in the way of trade, to use a 
pirated manuscript, if it can be obtained for less than a true copy from the 
author could be had. 

The American dramatic author has no control over his property if printed. 

The " Carpenter of Rouen" has not only been acted in nearly every theatre 
In America without consent, but also in many of the theatres in Great Brit- 
ain. The author has never received one dollar of remuneration, except the 
sum stipulated in the contract for its original production at the National 
Theatre. 

If the law of copyright in plays, and the regulations of a society similar, in 
some respects, to the Dramatic Authors' Society, in London, had force in 
America as well as in England, we might have a Home Drama which would 
become creditable to our literature, and profitablo to authors, managers, and 
actors. 

My personal pecuniary interests in this direction are not now engaged. But 
for the benefit of a new race of dramatic writers, I hope the subject will re- 
ceive the attention it merits, and that the works of their pens — the inven- 
tions of the play-wrights — may be secured to them as property by law, as 
are the rights of the inventors or improvers of "patent corkscrews" and 
" bottle stoppers." Respectfully, yours, 

Boston, October, 1805. J. S. JONES. 



TIME OF REPRESENTATION. 

Ist Act, 50 minutes. I 3d Act, 24 ininutMk 
2d " 46 " 4th " 30 « 



MOLL PITCHER. 



SCEXERY. 

ACT ONE. 

Scene 1. — Moonlight view of Egg Rock, (Xaliant.) 7 Q- Slow 
curtain. Two or three rows rolling waters. Low rock pieces cross 
stage, 4 o. Set rock, 5 o., L. H. Set rock, 5 g., k. u. Small pro- 
file schooner on waters. Small boat ^rith figures in it to leave the 
vessel, and work off, L. H. Set raking rock and platform, 4 e., 
L. H. Small set rock, 3 E., R. H. An old boat, bottom up, with a 
large hole in side for Moll to crawl from under the boat. An old 
capstan on R. c. An old piece of a wreck in c, 3 G. A canvaa 
down on stage painted to represent the sea shore. Moon lighted 
Machine to represent the noise of the serf. Half dark. 

Scene 2. — Landscape (view of a village). 1 o. 

Scene 3. — Landscape (High Rock, Lynn). 6 o. An old, dilap 
idated, antique house on L. H., 3 E., door practical. Vane on it, a 
black cat, to -work. Set well, 3 E., R. c, with well-pole and 
bucket attached to it, and water in it. Part of a two-story, old 
fashioned house painted on wing, 1 G., R. H. ; near it, to join the 
wing, a shoemaker's shop, eight feet high, door in it, practical, 
b'k'd with hut. Sign over door, " Jotham Hook, Shoemaker." A 
high rock, with return rock and platform, 4 E., R. H. Quick Act 
Drop. 

.VCT TAVO. 

Scene 1. — Local landscape, (Lynn). 1 o. 

Scene 2. — Old-fashioned, antique chamber, 3 and 4 o. D. F. 
R. H. and L. H., practical, b'k'd with oak chamber. A trap sofa 
over 3 C. Trap and steps beneath, for Moll to ascend. An old- 
fashioned secretary, 3 e., l. h., with a ledge, and filled with 
shelves of books (painted). A secret panel in it, to turn on pivot, 
and painted on both sides with shelves of books to match the front 
of secretary. Quick Act Drop. 

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MOLL PITCHKS. 



ACT TIIllEE. 

SCiXE l. — Slow Drop up. Correct view o( old Charlestown, 
bridge, 6 o., Boston, and Charlestown. Sea-cloth down from the 
flat to ground-piece, 1 g ; as drop goes up, the ground-piece pulls 
down on rollers, in a line with the proscenium. The bridge runs 
from 2 E. L., oblique, to flat c, where the continuation of the bridge 
is painted in perspective on the r. flat, with view of Boston, 
Beacon Hill, &e., on l. flat. Platform and steps practical on 
to bridge, 2 e. l., and bridge practical nearly to flat. Lamp 
posts (on bridge) and lamps ; one to take out. Rail to be re- 
moved during scene. House painted on wing, 1 e. l, ir. Dark, 
horizon wings on e. h. and L. ii. Horizon wings to cover the 
tormenters, e. and l. Sail boat to come on 1 e. r., with one mast 
and sail. Rudder to boat. Goes off through arch of bridge, and 
returns again. Quick Act Drop. 

ACT F01:R. 

Scene 1. — Cabin. 2 g. C. d. used, b'k'd with cabin. 
Scene 2. — Oak chamber. 1 c. 

Scene 3. — Handsome oak panel chamber. 3 and 4 6. C D. 
open, b'k'd with same style of scene. 



PROrERTIES. 



ACT ONE. 

Scene 1. 7 G. - Wt'n l»ttcr for Elliston. An old crutch, cane 
and sailor's hat for Moll. 

Scene 2. 1 G.-Blk letter for Jotham, Jr. Valise for Maladine. 

Scene 3. 6 g. — An old pail in house, l. ii. 3 e. Thrqe large 
bbls, one with head out, on stage, l. h. Shoemaker's bench iu 
shop, R., on it a set cf tools, old shoes, lap-stone, piece of leather, 
strap, a bottle with piece of candle lighted in it, and leather apron. 
A gun in house, r., for Jotham. Two wt'n letters for Nabby. Silver 
dollar for sailor. Sword for Wm. Gray. Whistle for Valdez. Red 
fire ready, 2 E. E. Pail with water in it attached to well-pole. Old 
snuff-box for Moll. 



ACT TWO. 



Scene 1. 1 g. - Blk letter for Jotham. Ten pairs new shoes for 
villagers. 



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Scene 2. 3 and 4 a — Table covered, E. h. ; on it tumbler of 
water, and a rose in it, books, pens, inkstand, sand-box, sealing 
wax, two lighted candles. Two books on secretary, L. H. A flagstaff 
with pike head and a string attached to it against flat to lead under 
stage. A large bell hung under stage to ring at cues. Old fashioned 
sofa, with slide in it, over trap, c. Small bell to ring, L. H. 1 E. 
Lighted lantern and a pair of scissors for Moll. Two pistols, dag- 
ger, and a paper for Maladinc. Scythe for Jotham under stage. 

ACT TKREE. 

ScEXE 1. 6 G. — Fishing line and fish basket with clams in it 
for fishermen. Half dollar for Valdez. Cigar and matches for 
Jothara. A fishing line, dark lantern, two oars, a flask, and clams 
and flatfish in boat for Jotham and Moll. Stufied stick for Watkins. 
Stuffed stick, dark lantern, and blk letter for Valdez. A long rope 
and stone attached on bridge for Valdez. Watch and chain, and 
two purses for EUiston. 

ACT rot'it. 

Scene 1. 2 g. — 

Scene 2. 1 o. — Horseshoe for Jotliani. Cane for justice. 

Scenes. 3 and 4 g. — Tables covered on e. and l. ; on them 
lighted candles, decanters of wine, plates of cakes, eight wine 
glasses, and plates of fruit. Four chairs on. Sofa, L. H. Specta- 
cles for justice. Four staffs for officers. Large disguise cloak for 
EUiston. Dagger and blk paper for Maladinc. Two pistols, sure 
fire, for Valdez. 



COSTUME. — 1790. 



Maladino — First Dress — Black square cut coat ; black breeches 
and vest ; white cravat; dark stockings, and black shoes and buc- 
kles ; black hat ; minister's silk robe. Second Dress (2d and 4th 
act) — Colored shirt, petticoat trowsers, red tights, shoes, belt, and 
the minister's silk gown worn over the dress. 

Mr. Gray — Brown coat, breeches, and vest; stockings and 
shoes ; drab hat. 

Mr. EUiston — Drab coat, breeches, and vest ; stockings, and 
shoes with bucldes ; dark hat. Large disguise cloak with hood, 
4th act. 

Jotham Hook — Dark coat, breeches, red vest ; stor.'kings and 



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Biioes ; dark hat. Second Dress — Red petticoat, gown, shawl, 
bonnet, and veil. 

Jotham Hook, Jr. — Small coat, colored breeches, yellow vest ; 
shoes and stockings ; hat ; leather apron. 

Valdez — E,ed shirt ; petticoat trowsers ; large, rough boots ; 
sailor's hat. Second Dress — (Sc. 3d, Act i.) Countryman's coat, 
breeches, gaiters, shoes or boots, hat. 

Putney — First Dress — Same style as Valdez. Second Dress — 
The same. 

Mr. Mcrton — Black coat, breeches, vest ; stockings, shoes and 
buckles ; dark hat ; minister's black silk cloak. 

Zeb — Small coat; breeches; red vest; shoes and stockings; 
drab hat. 

Watkins — Same as Putuey. 

Rankins — Ibid. 

Bill — Sailor's shirt , liat ; white duck drawers ; shoes 

Jack — Ibid. 

To7}i — Ibid. 

Four Sailors — Same as Bill. 

Four Pirates — Same as Putney. 

Pietro — Same as Putney. 

Justice Tonguesend — Old man's brown coat, vest, and breeches ; 
white stockings ; shoes and buckles ; hat and cane ; watch with 
steel chain and seals. 

Citizen — Dark coat, breeches, and vest; brown stockings, and 
shoes. 

Four Constables — Colored coats ; breeches ; vests ; boots ; hats 

Villagers — Coats; breeches; vests; shoes and hats. 

Moll Pitcher — Dark bodice; red petticoat; dark under-dress; 
shoes and dark stockings ; an old red cloak over shoulders ; cap 
and sailor's hat on ; iron-gray wig ; crutch ; cane ; spectacles and 
case ; pocket to side, tied with tape round the body. 

Rosalie — First Dress — Slate-colored silk; dark shoes; bonnet. 
Second Dress — Wedding dress, white muslin. 

Mrs. Hook — Calico tuckup ; red petticoat ; cap ; shoes and 
stockings. 

Nabby — Calico tuckup ; petticoat; shoes; and straw hat. 

Black Woman — Dark petticoat; white skirt gown; shoes, and 
black stockings. 

Bridesmaids — White muslin. 

Female Villagers — Calico tuckups ; petticoats ; dark shoes • 
straw hats. 



MOLL PITCHER. 



ACT I, 



Scene I. — Moonliyht View of Eyg Ilock, and the S/wre of 
Nahant ; a Vessel at anchor. Set high Rocks. Workinj Waters. 
An old Capstern, E. n. 3 e. On L. ir. 3 e., an old Boat bottom 
up. Ground Pieces X "i ff. Lights % down. Slow Curtain, 
Sloio Music. 



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Enter William Geay, e. h. 2 e. 

William. Still I gaze upon tlie sea ! the minutes of suspense 
that keep mo from the presence of my Rosalie seem as hours : 
she comes not \ct — my messenger is trusty ; -vvhc-n shall I sew 
her I love I 

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10 MOI,I. PITCHEK. 

JoTUAM HouK enters, l. 2 e. 

Jotham. Now ! Here I am like a mackerel. 

William, Did you convey my note ? 

Jotham. Like a mail coach ! or, more properly, like a man 
in office, as I am, Mr. Gray ; I'm just tlie tiling for a consta- 
ble, like my name. Hook, — Jotham Hook ! 

William. Remain at the loot of the rocks. I Avould have no 
listeners. If you approach let me know it by a whistle. 

Jotham. "Whistle ! I can wliistle like a nightingale ! I am 
not exactly sure, that according to my public functions, as my 
wife calls them, I ought to go about nights -with you in this 
way. Do I do my duty ? 

William, Never do worse than I command you, and you will 
have no cause for regret. 

Jotham. (l. ii.) Well, Mr. Gray, you have a rejnxtation for 
being a good man, second only to the minister, and almost as 
good as liis. 

William, You mean Mr. Maladinc. 
• Jotham, No doubt of it. His preaching is good for my 
business — makes the gals' shoes run doAvn to heel. Well, I'll 
go down to the rocks and Avait for you. {Crosses, R. n.) , I 
wonder what my wife thinks I am doing. How can she ever 
know, when I don't know myself? O, now I think of it, 
Mr. William, if you have any business with me again by let- 
ter, remember to put Esquire on besides Jotham Hook, and 
then my boy Jotham, who is Jotham Hook, Jr., will not open 
it. Eh ! Mr. Gray, Avhat's that coming up the hill ? A 
ghost ? 

William. Ghost! Nonsense! Has Moll Pitcher turned your 
brain, too ? — you, lier neighbor ! 

Jotham. No, the old hag and I are on good teniis, though 
not intimate. I keep on the right side of her. If you want 
me, whistle ; and if I want you I"ll v,hi.'>tle — if I cdn. 

Exit runnii)ff, R. n. 

William. {^Looking off, ^.. M.) 'Tis my Rosalie ! true-hearted 
girl, destiny will never divide cur loves. 



MOLL PITCHER. 



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Rosalie. Dear William, am I pursued ? 

William. Fear nothing. Tell me, ^vas it by your father's or- 
ders that you left your liomc and friends, to sojourn in this 
solitary place ? 

Rosalie. It Mas. 

William. (R. H.) Have y.m gained from him the knowledge 
of any cause that could lead to his sudden revocation of our 
betrothal ? 

Rosalia:. I could not, dearest '\Viliiam ; he silenced all my 
questions ^^•ith the same answer : I cannot guess a cause. 

William. He knows my history; knew it when he pro- 
nounced the happy words that gave nie hope to see you mine. 
We have never six^ken aught but truth to each other. Do 
you think me to be the son of tho merchant whose name I bear ? 

Rosalie, ^^^lo else ? Maidens are commanded not to reveal 
what then: hearts contain. If their motives are pure, why 
conceal the ti-uth ? "lis hypocrisy ! a crime which linds no 
welcome here. With none to hcai- but thee, William, why 
should I hesitate to speak what all my acts betray ? I love thee. 
Dot thy fortunes ! Now speak and I will listen. 

William. I am the child of a T\TCck — lx)m on board a chip 
the property of the man whose name I bear. ' To his generosi- 
ty do I owe my education and all my future hopes. INIy par- 
ents were lost with all the crew save a black man, a cook — 
washed by the sea from the vessel in the cabin of which I lay. 
Tell me, Rosalie, has not some suitor of name asked thee of thy 
father ? Does not my history now present a contrast too great 
for him to withstand ? 

Rosalie. I can answer only for myself. My father's will is 
my duty ; without his word I will never wed. If not to thee 
I give this hand, 'tis mine alone till death. 

William. I cannot ask more from thee now. This meeting 
is against his wish, else he would not send thee from him ; {a 
boat is seen to leave Che schooner, e. h. c, and go off, L. H.) a boat 
from yonder vessel 1. as reached the shore; should the passen- 
gers land on tliis side we may be discovered. If this intcrvie%'» 
is known to your father it will arger him. 



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MOLL PITCHEH. 



Rosalie. I hope he may not know it. 
William. Should he question you ? 
^ Rosalie. No word that is not truth shall pass my lips, aa 1 
live. I would not tell a Anlful lie for my life — for thee ! 

William. I do not doubt it : in a few days I shall leave 
thee. A prediction made by one to me unknown, in spite of 
reason, weighs upon my mind. 
Rosalie. A prediction ? 

William.. In these words, " Go not to sea, William Gray, 
until Rosalie Elliston is thine by the church's rites." 
Rosalie. A dream, William ! or else a w-aking fancy. 
William. Near the Pirate's Den, some time since, "at mid- 
day, I heard the voice that spake the words. I know 'twas 
human ! whose I know not. Have I not cause to believe its 
meaning ? am I not already forbid to see thee ? 

Rosalie, (l. n.) There must be a cause for this change in 
my father. I will not believe he will bring unhappiness upon 
one he loves. 

Mr. Ellistox enters, L. u. 2 v.., down c, AVilliam on k. ii.. 
Rosalie on l. u. 

Elliston, (c.) Nor would I have thee, dear girl. Mr. Gray, 
did I not advise you to forego your intimacy with Rosalie ? 
Why are you here together ? 

William. (R. II.) You did advise me, sir; you did not com- 
mand. 

Elliston. I would not be harsh, even in words, unless com- 
pelled. I have no right, perhaps, to command you. I did 
my child. 

Rosalie, (l. n.) I deserve the reproach ; I have disobeyeJ, 
I confess ; had I thought ■ 

Elliston. That I watched your steps, you would not have 
ventured here. I shall ever watch you — protect you from 
danger in whatever shape it assails you. 

William. Danger ? 

Elliston. Yes, sir, danger ! Every hour, every minute that 
you are near her, there is danger ; else why should I retract 
my promise made, the nature of which you both know ? 



MOLL PITCHER. I4 

William. Sii", my pride, by that promise broken, has been 
deeply wounded. My love for llosalie has made me bear the 
smart, if not Avith humility, -with silence. "What have I done ? 
I demand to knoAv. 

FAUston. Nothing. 

Rosalie. Then, dear father, Avhy not forget the past ? Your 
child kneels to you ; remove the bar that separates her from 
her betrothed — her husband, but for thy words. 

Elliston. Young man, be content with such reason as I shall 
give, without further question, and you shall know the cause 
of my present position. 

William. I am ! I must be content. 

Elliston. 'Tis contained in that letter. I have read it until 
its words are fixed in my memory, to last with life. Read it 
aloud ; the language will reach no ears but ours, and the 
secret must remain locked in your breasts as it will in mine. 

llosalie. {Taking the letter, reads.) "Let not the promised 
marriage be solemnized between William Gray and your 
daughter. If you heed not this warning, the day that follows 
their bridal night shall be your death- day. The bride and 
bridegroom, ere the honeymoon be old, shall sleep the sleep of 
eternity. Y'ou know the character : fear the hand that traced 
it, and made this mark." 

William. Now, Rosalie, what think you of the prediction : 
It is accomplished. 

llosalie. Is it not some playful threat, father ? Y'ou do not 
fear it. 

Elliston. Alas ! I do knoAV the character and the sign. I 
do fear the hand that traced it, though I thought it had Uvi 
longer the power that in that scroll is seen. 

Rosalie. Who is the person that you fear ? 

Elliston. Ask no more : time must develop what I cannot 
speak. Would you marry now ? 

Rosalie. To endanger your life, my father, never ! 

William- Have you no clew to bring to light this concealed 
enemy, and prevent the intended crime. 

Elliston. No ; I shall consult ^Ir. Maladinc. I am not 
acquainted i.vith hiin, but report speaks loudly of his wisdom 



14 MOLL PITCHEK. 

and piety. He shall advise me ; with other measures Avhich 
already I have privately undertaken. 

Rosalie. Consult Moll Pitcher. 

Elliston. Are you, too, a votary of that superstition that leads 
the rich as well as poor, the wise and ignorant, to seek future 
knowledge of the fortune teller. 

Rosalie. I have never visited her house of mystciy. — (Aside.) 
But I will to-night. 

Elliston. There are men among the rocks ; we v.ill go into 
the toATO. The carriage is ready ; come, RosaHe. (^Crosses 
over, L. 11.) 

William. I will meet you at your house. I have a friend 
waiting for me at the heach. 

Rosalie. Ride with us, William. 

Elliston. You forget you must he separated until the ■WTitci 
of that sentence is discovered and your safety is certain. I tell 
you 'tis no idle threat ; come. 

Rosalie. Farewell, William — good night ! we may meet 
in thought ; you will be ever present in my mmd. 

Elliston. Come, Rosalie. 

Exeunt Elliston and Rosalie, L. ii. 2 e. 

William. Am I deceived i Is this some trick to take her 
from me, or is it some snare set to catch me in an evil toil ? 
Quiet as 1 may seem, something prompts me here to array my- 
self against the scheme which would seem to hurry me from 
diity. I mil not tamely give her up ! If any man dare come 
between me and my hopes, my life or his must decide the ques- 
tion which fate is busy with. Can she be a party to the deceit, 
if such there be ? I deserve to lose her for the thought ! 1 
will follow her like her oynx shadov.r ; I -will heed the predic- 
tion. I will not leave her till she is mine alone. 

Music. Exit William, l. h. 2 £. A 2}ause ; a figure is 
seen creeping from vnder ike boat enveloped in an 
old sail-cloth — a sailor's hat vpon her head; she 

f 4) looks caidiously about, and watch<s the side William 

tcent off. 
Moll. A good night's work. I know It now ; I need not 
■vrtitc it do'vn ; mv momci-j- is my book ; though it be cove-red 



MOLL PITCHER. 1* 

^vith lines of events, I can read all clear. Why do I prowl 
around among these rocks in storms and calms, "with my gray 
haiis clinging to my head, Avet -with the sea spray, or stream- 
ing out, the sport of the hurricane ? IMen know it not — men ! 
fools ! they call me witch, and ask what devil it is tli^t helps 
me. The same devil that builds cities and makes men rule 
as slaves their fellows — knowledge. When I tell these mor- 
tals the secrets they think the moon and earth alone have lis- 
tened to, will they not join the cry — She deals with the devil r 
What devil ? My eyes ! my ears ! ha ! ha ! ha ! my ears. 

Slow, cautious music, 
Valde:. {Without, L. ii. v. e.) Hallo ! 

Moll goes vj), looks off, L. u. e., then returns to her 
place of concealment vnder the boat, L. n. 3 e. 

Yaldez enters halloing from L. ii. u. v.. 

Valdez. Mate, there, hallo ! (Sits on the boat, L. ii. 3 e.) No 
harm in laying to a bit ; I don't like this shore work. 

Enter Putxey, l. ii. u. e., Moll tcatching the m from under boat. 

Futney, (r. ir. c.) AVhat are you stopping for ? 

Valdez. (l. c.) I was waiting for you ; this old boat seemed 
to invite me to sit down and rest, and so I did. 

Putney. Where's the captain ? 

Valdez. He's safe in town by tliis time. He's a deep one. 1 
wonder what there is in Lynn that he has so much fancy for ? 
1)0 you think he wants to run away with a cargo of shoes ? 

Putney. One pair of shoes, with a pretty pair of legs in 
them, I know he wants. Come, let's shove off the boat. 

Valdez. Don't be in a hurry. These quiet folks of Lynn 
don't suspect what gentlemen we are ; since the days of old 
Veal, the pirate, they have not had such visitors as we are. 
Do you remember orders ? 

Putney. Yes ; that is not particular, except that wo are to 
sail by daybreak to-morrow ibr Boston, and land our lumber 
just above the bridge. 

Valdez. Our stay in Lynn is to be short. "\Vc shall fall in 
V.'ith the captain, somcwhcio about ^Vond End, and wc arc not 



16 MOLL rtXCHF.R. 

to lose sight of him. AVe miist pay ^loU Pitcher a visit, to see 
■what luck "vve shall have. I suppose we shall find the old liag 
at home to-night. 

Putney. You don't believe her nonsense, do you ? 

Valdez. I wouldn't go in a ship she had a spite against. Do 
you know the gal's name that's to come aboard ? 

Putney. I should know it if I heard it. The captain don'* 
go with us to Boston, does he ? 

Valdez. No, but the captain's lady will. Come, let's head 
the boat ; it's a long walk over the beach ; I don't see why 
we couldn't row up to town. 

Putney. If we are in a hurry we can borroAV a boat t'cther 
side. 

Valdez. Don't forget the young man. (.'aptain says he is a 
romantic fellow — likes to watch by moonlight ; if we take 
him along, too, we are to chain him in the cave on the south 
side, and when the tide rises, he will have a good chance to 
drown. But that's none of our business. If the sea drowns 
him, we can't help that. Come. (^Sinyiny.) " Blow high ! blow 
•low!" - 

Putney. Don't sing ; come on. 

Exeui'J, It. n. '2 e. 
Moll, teho has been watchiny the sailors duriny the scene, 
now comes from under boat, and comes doum front. 

Mull. Pirates and smugglers ! 1 thought as much. There 
is a mystery here on which life depends. I must cross the bay 
in my skiff, before they reach the town over the beach, to meet 
the crowd of fools who com.e to know their fates, or buy good 
fortune of Moll Pitcher ! Do I not hold sway over these sons 
of the sea, who will not spread a sail till Moll Pitcher's bless- 
ing is given, whose curse they fear worse than the gale tha^ 
bears death and ruin over their ^\•atery road ? Come, dupe'- 
the altar of folly is at High Bock ! For what am I a priest* 
for the world's idol — money ! which will give me pow^..! lv> 
revenge and punish ! One lives that I hope to punish for a 
deed of youth ; a helj^less gui was his victim. If Heaven is 
just — Heaven? Let this arm be the avenger of this body's 
TSTongf?. Exi', K. u. 2 B 



MOLL PITCHER. 17 

Scene II. — A Landscape. 1 g. i| dark. 
Enter Jotiiam Hook, l. u. 1 e. 

Joinam. I wouldii't have sucli another run for a small for- 
tin, I'll be skinned if I would ! What in the name of man 
did Mr. Gray want me to cross Long Beach for ? And me to 
go and leave my dear wife and Jotham alone all night ! No 
matter ; that's all over now. I'm in sight of my own house, 
and there's the light burning for me. (Goes, r. h.) I must go to 
shoemaking. 

Jotham, Jr. {Sings, icitJwitt, L. ii.) 

Jotham. Eh ! Who's this ? 

Jotham Hook, Jr., enters, l. u. 1 e., in uniform, a little 
inebriated. 

Jotham, Jr. Halt ! advance in line. My eyes are as tight in 
my head as a lady's slipper number 3 on a number 6 foot ! 
Heads up ! 

Jotham. Jotham Hook 

Jotham, Jr. Jr. That's me, su\ "What do you want, father ? 
Ah ! Heads up, like a hammer handle, as you say. 

Jotham. What have you been about ? 

Jotham, Jr. Chose in captain of a company ; had a letter last 
night, — that is, last night if it is to-morrow yet ; so I borrowed 
a uniform, and went to the tavern to have the high. 

Jotham. Jotham Hook ! is your name Jotham Hook;' Esq 
It is I, sir, that was chosen ! Where's the letter ? 

Jotham, Jr. In my pocket ; here it is — Jr. on the outside 
look there. 

Jotham. Jr. ? Esq. — E. S. Q. — there it is. 

Jotham, Jr. (l. h.) Well, I thought it was Jr. ; so did moth- 
er ; she fixed me all up nice. I found out, after we got to- 
gether, that it was a mistake, and the fellers thought it was 
such a good joke that they all stood treat. Father, what makes 
you Esquire any more than I am ? I'm of age to trade for 
myself. I should like it looked into. 

Jotham. W^hat makes me Esquu-e ? {Pauses.) I'm a person 
of consequence, and a constable I 



13 MOLL lUXClIElt. 

Jotham, Jr. Then mother ought to be an Esquire, for she is 
a person of consequence. 

Jotham. (r. h.) Now, for the last time, I warn you not to 
open any letters, Avithout first showing them to me. You'll 
get into a fix. 

Jotham, Jr. Then don't you open any without first shoAAing 
them to me. You'll get into a fix. 

Jotham, Go home, sir, or I'll put you into the pound. And 
another thing, none of your going with the gals into Moll 
Pitcher's, a fortune-huntmg. Mind your work and j'onr 
mother. 

Jotham, Jr. Mother ! I do mind her, father. Squire 
Hook, Moll has told mother something about you that has 
made her jealous. 

Jotham, How do you know ? 

.Totham, Jr, 'Cause a gal came to have a paii' of shoes made, 
and was waiting for you to come and measure her ; but mother 
said if there was any measuring to be done, she could do it. 

Jotham. My wife loves me — so afraid of my affections she 
won't let me work on women's shoes. Go home, or I'll ship 
you for a whaling voyage. You are a bad boy — don't take 
after your father at all ! You are a Hook without an eye, — 
an end without a bristle, — an awl without a point, — a shoe 
without a sole ! What do you ever do that comes to good ? 
Your mother has spoiled you ! 

Jotham, Jr. I can read a newspaper and make a shoe, all at 
once, put in old leather into new shoes, and 

Jotham. Poh ! go home. Here comes a stranger — a trav- 
eller ; I mv.st find out who it is. 

M.VLAMXE enters, ii. h., 1 jl., uith Valise. 

Maladbie. (k. h.) Good evening, friend ; you are out late. 

Jotham. Yes, su". Why, it is the minister ! Shall I carry your 
valise ? 

Maladine, No, my dear friend ; I never allow any person 
to do for me what I can readily do for myself. How fares the 
poor man that was saved frcm the Avrcck just before I left 
tovr.x ? 



MOLL PITCUKH. ID 

Jotham, Your charity saved his life ; he does nothing but 
speak your name. It ■\vas good in you to help a stranger ; it 
vas, by mighty. 

Maladine. 'Twas my duty : you -Hould have done the same. 

Jotham, Jr. The gal that broke her leg, falling off a cherry 
tree, stealing cherries on a Sunday 

Maladine. Is not dead, I hope ? 

Jotham, Jr. O, no, sir ; she's got well and spunky agin. 
Moll Pitcher cured her ; nobody else ■would, 'cause she hurt 
her Sunday — stealing, too. 

Jotham. My son, sir, Jotham Hook. 

Jotham, Jr. Jr., to save mistakes. 

Jotham. Go home. (^Jotham, Jr., crosses over to R. ic.) 

Maladine. You are a neighbor of Miss Pitcher's ? 

Jotham, Jr. (e. h.) MLss Pitcher ; how polite the minister 
is ! Squire Pitcher next. 

Maladine. (c.) Have you a moment's leisure ? 

Jotham. (l. h.) Ahvays at leisure to serve you. (^Cross- 
es to c.) Jotham, go home, and when I come be sure I find 
you at work. 

Jotham, Jr. Yes, sir. I must mind him afore the minister. 
Good day, sir ; if your shoes want mending, I will mend 'em 
for nothing, if father will find stock. That's a hint for father's 
generosity. May \vant the mmister to marry me. 

Crosses, R., and is beaten off, K., htj Jotham. 

Maladine. Yoii have opportunities of knowing the ciixum- 
stances of most of the people of the toAni. The rich I know, 
but not the poor, — not all of them. I place in your hands 
this purse, to dispose of as your wisdom may think best : relieve 
distress wherever you find it ; give it where 'tis most; needed. 

Jotham. (E. H.) Yes, sii-, as you say, I know most every 
body. 

Maladine- This famous fortune teller, do you know her ? 

Jotham. ^.loll Pitcher ! yes, sir ; know her as well as my 
dinner-pot ; bad woman ! I believe if you were to get her 
mad, she would swear at you ; she would, by mighty ! 

Maladine. Yet it seems she has a good heart. She, like 
the good Samaritan, poured oil into the A\ound of every one 
that has done A\Tong. 



20 MOLL PITCHER. 

Jothain. No, she cured the gal with -witchcraft ; didn't use 
any oil ; witch's grease, sir ! devil's ile, sir. 

Maladine. Well, she performed the cure. Call at my lodg- 
ings ; you seem well disposed, and may aid me in a little 
good work. In my absence has death visited the village ? 

Jotham. No nat'ral deaths, except the mill horse that died 
last Monday in the butts. 

Maladine. Marriages, of covirse ? 

Jotham. Not one ; now you have come back there will be, I 
know, two or three, that have been waiting only for you. 
Squire Elliston's daughter amongst the rest. 

Maladine. If you are not too much engaged, I would Hke to 
hear more of this fortune teller, as I am told no one knows her 
so well as you do. (g.) Good morning, sh* ! Let no one suffer 
while I am in the village ; if money can reheve their wants, or 
remove the cause of their distresses, come to my house. 

Exity L. H. 1 E. 

Jotham. Good day. Squire. I s'pose its right to call a 
minister Squire. No, it ain't, faith ; his excellency is some- 
thing of that kind. I'll make Jotham look it out in his spell- 
ing book, among the breviations : faith, I forgot to ask him 
whether he preaches next Sunday ; I've a great mind to follow 
on and find out : if he docs I can let o\it my pew for double 
price, and sell lots of new shoes. They'll be so full of doctrine, 
that nobody will stay at home if he preaches. There's no 
money made by a toAvn hiring a cheap minister, no more than 
a slow stage-driver ! Now this man preaches to 'em so fine, 
that even Moll herself has been to hear him. Well, 'bout this 
money ; he told me to give it where it was most wanted ; I 
don't know any body wants it more than I do ! Hard money '. 
I'll keep it till I find somebody that wants it more than I do. 
Preaching must be better business than shocmaking, or he 
couldn't afford to give money awa " so ; however, I needn't say 
much about it. Exit, R. ii. 



MOLL riTCIILIl. 



21 



Set Rock. 



4 £. 11. 
Well, practical. 



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SCENE 3. 



House Wing, r. h. 1 e. 



L. 5 E. 




-^ €« ^ 

? Barrels, i. n. 



ScEXE III. — ]'icw of Moll Pitchers House, Lynn. (6 g.) IJirih 
Rock, L. H. V. E. — On B. H. Win(j, part of a two-story, old- 
fashioned House; near it, 2 E., a set Shop, about 8 feet high ; 
over the Door, Siyn, " Jotham Hook, Shoemaker ; " v. E. n. 
H., a high Rock Piece, with Platform, &iC. — Set Rock Pieces, 
dgc. — A Well, E. H. 4 E., to work with Pole, 8^c. — Set Antiqut 
House, 3 E. L., Door practical, with a Vane. — Black Cat, prac- 
tical. — 3 Barrels on L. h. Slow Afusic. 

A Black Woman enters from House, L. h., and goes to Well; 
draics a j^ail of Water, and re-enters, L. it., House. 

Jotham Hook, Jr., enters from Shopi, n. h., with Shoemaker' s 
Bench and Tools ; 2>laccs them ii. h. 1 e., and goes to work. 

Enter Willi.vm Ghay, r. ir. 1 e., crosses to L. h.. looks around. 

William. Jotham, is your father at home r 

Jotham, Jr. {At work.) No, he isn't. 

William. "Wlien did you see him last ? 

Jotham, Jr. Just now ; I left him talking to the minister — 
the great mmister, I mean ; he has just come in tovTi again ; 
so I suppose you ■will be married. I hope I shall be set iip for 
mTself, then I can -work f ( r vonr I'amilv. 



22 MOLT. FITCHEK. 

William. Tell your father lavish to see him. Is Moll at 
home ? 

Jotham, Jr. No ; look at her cat's tail, — 'tis turned nor'- 
"vvest ; bless you, that's the sign. 

William, (l.) That is a vane governed by the wind. 

Jotham, Jr. "Well, you know how to cipher clean through 
the book, and so I s'pose you ought to know ; but when she ia 
in the house or about the house, the -Id cat's tail sticks out, 
Bou-and-by-cast ; I put it down on my journal, and it's true. 

William. You know Miss EUiston, Jotham ? 

Jolham, Jr. Yes, father makes shoes for her, and has ever 
since she went to academy, — fore father moved here. 

William. The ladies are fond of consultmg Moll Pitcher ; 
should she visit her to-day, let me know it. 

Jotham, Jr. I will, — for nothing, too. 

William. I see a crowd of sailors and lasses coming this 
way; after they have passed I will return. 

Exit, L. 11. 2 E, 

Jotham, Jr. Sailors come to have their fortunes told. The 
old cat's tail Avill turn round now. 

Nabby enters down Rock, n. H. u. e., cornea doion, R. c. Jotham, 
Jr., has seated himself on Bench, R. n., and goes to work. ■ 

Nabby. Good evening, Jotham. 

Jotham, Jr. Sit do\ra, Nabby, — take care of the wax, — 
and look out down the hill ; don't let father see you. Making 
love is better than making shoes, ain't it, Nabby ? 

Nabby. Yes, Jotham ; but I come to tell you that grandma' 
says you musn't write no more letters to me, and I musn't read 
no more ; so there's your letter you A^Tote to me ; I ain't 
opened it. 

Jotham, Jr. "Well, it's hard if young heads ain't as good as 
old ones ! she didn't say I mustn't read it to j-ou. So you 
pound, noAv, to make mother think I am at work, and I'll 
read it. 

Nabby. (^Poundiny.) Well, make haste. 

Jotham-, Jr. " Dearest Nabby, — Is a shoe a shoo, without 
tlie upper Icatlicr r " 



MOM, i'iTCiiT:rv. 23 

Nobby. No, indeed. 

Jotham, Jr. " Is a shoe any iisc to a man, 'aiihout he has 
another ? ' ' 

Nabby. Xo, Jotham, unless he has but one leg. 

Jotham, Jr. " Could you cut your yarn with one half a-pair 
of scissors, Nabby ? " 

Nabby. No, Jotham. 

Jotham, Jr. "You are a sole — a dear sole — I ■svant to be 
the upper leather — the other shoe — the other half of the 
scissors ! Answer me, and I am yours till the last end of 
tinie — wax, bristles, and all. 

" Jotham Hook., Je., Shoemaler." 

P. S. — " My pen is poor, my ink is pale. 
My love to you shall never fail ; 
I swear it by iloll's cat's tail ! " 

Nabby. Is that the letter ? Grandma' says you shan't come 
to see me. Don't come again until I tell you a way. 
< Mrs. Book. (^Within shop, n. n.) Jotham! Jotham! 

Jotham, Jr. Pound away I Mother is coming ; give me the 
hammer. (^Works.) 

3Irs. Hook. {Within.) Jotham, come here ; I want you. 

Jotham, Jr. (^Goiny.) Come again, Nabby. to-night. Com- 
ing, mother. Exit into shop, R. H. 

Nabby. Now here's the answer all ready written. I'll leave 
it on the bench for him. 

Puts letter on bench, and goes off, R. ir. tJ. E. 

Jack, Bill, Tom, Sailors and Lasses come on dancing, from 
L. n. 1 E., cross to R. ii. 

Bill. Hallo ! Jack. Where docs the Mother Pitcher live ? 

Jack. That's the house. 

Bill. Such a voyage as we'll have. Fine ship — good own- 
ers — good wages ! Stir up the old one, Jack. 

Jack. {Goes to door, l. ii., knocks. Black woman enters fix>m 
house.) Is Moll at homo ? 

Black Woman. No, massa. 

Jack. Not at home, BUI. 



24 MOI-L PITCnER. 

Bill, "\^'ell, then, lica%-c alongside. Tom, you go arid see 
■when she does come, and give us the signal. {Exit Tom, l. h. 
". E., behind Moll's house.') And, Jack give us the song yea 
■wrote about the sea. We'll give you a chorus that would carry 
away a frigate's topmast. 

Jack. Keep an eye on Moll Pitcher ; there is no time for 
singing. 

Music. Moll appears on rock piece, li. n. u. E. Cat 
turns sou-and-hj-east. Tom re-enters, L. v. E. 

Bill. There goes the old cat. Moll is in sight, somewhere ; 
here she is. 

Moll descends, goes to house, L. ii., throws her sailor' » 
hat in, looks into house, then comes to front, 2 c, 
taking snvff. 

Moll. Well, is it me you seek ? 

Bill. (r. II.) Yes, mother ; we are all off, and want your 
blessing. Don't give us such a blessing as the old Henry had 
— too bad luck for so good an o"vvner. 

Moll. The merchant Gray. {Enter William Gray, l. h. 2 
E.) Young man, I know you. If you have engaged to go to 
sea, leave not the land. 

William. Know you my thoughts ? 

Moll, I can tell your fortune, without a cup or rod. You love 
Rose Elliston. If you leave her she never vn31 be yours. 

William. "What mean you ? Again a warning. 

Moll. Stay till these are gone. Now, lads, your ship ? 

Bill. The Venus — a better don't float. 

Moll. Her owner's name ? 

Jack. Jack Rivers, the Quaker. 

Moll. Ha ! Now will I pay him for his insult to my power ! 
Go not in his ship ; if ye do, bid fai-ewell to your Anves and 
your sweethearts. The Venus will leave the port like an eagle^ 
and her grave will be the ocean. 

Bill. (r. h.) Do you mean so, mother ? 

Moll. I do; I know it. 

Bill. I don't gc in her ; my dunnage is safe. 

Jack. Nor I ; I thought she had an unlucky look 



MOLL riTcnr.n. 



25 



Bin. Hallo, boys, let's go and tell the eaptain to-night. 

Music. Sailors and lassies exeunt^ L. ii.. Gray comes 
down. 

Moll. Now will his Venus wait for men ! William, go not 
.?ar ; Rose will soon come to my hut. She is a proud maiden, 
but she will come to ask her fate of me. You have a rival — 
a crafty one ! Whate'cr betides, go not to sea. Her father 
has refused to keep his word. 

]J'illiam. How know you this? 

Moll. It is so : do I not speak the truth • 

William. He has given good reasons. 

Moll. May it prove so ; be near till midnight. (Jotham 
Hook enters, k. h, u. e., down l. h.) Ha ! "Wiseman Hook, 
give me your son's service? No answer, or you will 7wt keep 
the right side of the old hag long. 

Jotham. (Aside.) Eh! "Who told her I said that ? 

Moll. No reply. Speak not ill of me, or the next storm, or 
lightning-bolt, shall be my instrument of revenge. (^Going np, 
I.) Your hut shall not stand — remember ! 

Exit into hotise, L. H. u. E. 

William, (it. ii., going to him in L. u. corner.) Mr. Hook ! 
Mr. Hook ! (^Striking him on shoulder.) 

Jotham. Eh ! Is that you ? I was struck with a thinking fit. 

William. I lost you this evening. 

Jotliam. Yes : well, the minister has come ; but that's noth- 
hig. I must get my property insured. Moll's heard what I 
«aid. I shall expect to see the shingles fly ! Don't you tell the 
insurers what !Moll has promised. 

William. You do not believe she has the power, do you ? 

Jotham. Power ! She is Satan's agent ! She can do any 
thing. She'd look a fat hog into consumption in five minutes. 
liOok at the poor woman they found dead in the road ! she 
called Moll a sinner ; says Moll, Before you get to Salem you'll 
wish you hadn't said it ; — she died. Peter Wilson throwed a 
stone at her cat. What was the consequence ? His pigs died, 
his hens laid rotten eggs, his potatoes never got ripe, and all 
his children afterwards were marked with a black cat as nat'ral 
OS death. 

3 



26 MOLL PITCHER. 

» 

William. I will try her skill. I'm no-\A' going down to the 
powder house. (^Crosses, l. h.) 

Jotham. Better go to Sam Planes, and see about your cra- 
dle and things for housekeeping. I told the minister you was 
most ready to be married, and he said he was glad to hear it. 
- William. "Would it were the truth ! I cannot believe what 
the woman has spoken. I know Rosalie will visit her to-night. 
I will wander among the rocks, nor leave this place till I see 
her. Exit, l. h. 2 e. 

During William's speech Jotham seats himself on bench, 
takes letter uj), and reads. 

Jotham. A letter for me ? " Dear, loving Jotham," — that's 
me — " rambles — barn chamber — kiss me — liigh heels — 
square toes — O, eh ! — gal's clothes ! " I'll go — I will, by 
mighty ! I'm the right hook for the gals to hang on. " Meet 
me here to-night." I will, by the great horn spoon. 

Exit, R. H. u. E., over rocks. 

Jotham, Jr. (^Peeping from shop, K. h., a gun in his hand.) 
Father's gone ! Mother says she will lock me up all night ; 
she says I shall never fire a gun neither ! I will, and I'll hide 
the gun. "Where shall I stick it, so no one will find it ? I 
know — in the well ; that's a good place ; that's where I hide 
my apples. Father can't say a word agin it, for I'm sure it's 
well doing. (^Gets info well, E. n. c.) 

Valdez enters, R. h. 1 e., disguised as a Coniitri/man. lie looks 

about. 

Valdez. That's Moll's house, and this is the shoemaker's. 
Putney has not come yet. The giil will go a AVest India 
voyage, or I'm mistaken. 

Jotham, Jr. {Pops head out of tcell.} I wish that man would 
go away. I shall have to stay here all night. 

PtJTXEY enters, l. 2 e., as Moll appears at door of house, L. n., 
Valdez on it. U. 

Pidney. (l. ii.) Are you Moll Pitcher, the witch ? 
Moll, (c.) I am the witch I — the two sailors ! — and you 
■ee the old hag is at home. 



MOLL riTCHER. 27 

Valclez. (u. H.) The devil ! come, tell me my fortune ; here 
is a bright dollar for you. 

Moll. You will never die on the sea, though you havo lived 
there. Ye are both seamen ; you cannot deceive me. 

Put7icy. I want to be rich ; tell me the number of the tick- 
et that will draw the highest prize in the lottery. 

Moll. I will not do so. 

Valdez. Tell me ; I'll give you half of it. 

Moll. No, not for half. 

Putney, What a miser ! "WTiy ? 

Moll. Fools ! if I knew, I might have the whole myself. 

Valdez. You're no fool. (^Rosalie is seen descending the rock, 
■R. H. u. E.) Ah ! here comes a pretty girl. "What lady is 
this? 

Moll. None for thee to know. How ? lady ! the sea shore and 
wild rock by night are new places for the footprint of Rose 
Elliston. What would know of Moll Pitcher ? 

Valdez. {Coming doion, K.) Come, mother, my fortune is not 
told. 

Moll. Wait for the maiden. Late hours and lone womrai 
are not well. ( Valdez retires,') 

Rosalie. First tell me, has William Gray been here to- 
night ? 

Valdez is busied looking aboxit. Putney exit, L. H. 2 E. 

Moll. William Gray ! Do you mean the merchant, whose 
ships will soon be on every sea, or the lad of thy heai-t — he 
whom thou hast once seen tOr night, in a lonely pl^ce ? thoji 
hadst not left him, but fathers will be cruel ; there is no loye, 
no passion, in old hearts. Promises made to be brpken aie like 
words written in water. 

Rosalie. How know you what you speak ? If you can teli 
this, you can tell more. 

Moll. I'll answer thee within. Come, Kosalie. Will thy 
name be ever el.se but Eose Elliston ? • 

Exewvt Moll and Rose, 3 E. L. 

Valdez. (^Up E.. n., comes forioard,) Rose Elliston, that's the 
oame. (^Knocks at eottags, e. h., Mrs. Hook appeafs at diOTf 
S. 2 E.) Who lives here .? 



23 MOLI, riTCHliH. 

Mrs. Hook, I do, sir. AMiat's your business ? 

Valdez. I want to see your husband. 

Mrs. Hook. He is not at home ; come to-morrow ; 1 can't 
talk to any body, there's such deviltrj' going on on this hill. 
Nobody knows who's who, or what's what. 

Valdez. If you are afraid I shall harm you, you stay outside, 
and let me go in alone. 

Mrs. Hook. Well, come in. EjcU Mrs. Hook into H. B. H. 

Valdez. Keep a sharp lookout. Putney. (TT7io re-enters., 2 e. 
L.) E.tit Valdez, house, E. h. 

Putney. I may as well look out for the back part of the 
house : if Valdez sets fire to the cobbler's shop, in the confusion 
the girl is ours. Exit, l. v. e. 

JoTHAM Hook enters, n. v. e., disffuised as a girl. 

Jotham, I wonder if Moll would know me. 
Jotham, Jr. {In well, E. H.) If Xabby comes, I can't meet 
her, there's so many folks about. 

Jotham Hook L. H., Rosalie comes from Moll's house; 
Moll standing at door. 
Mosalie. Good night ; I will remember. (Is going e. r. e., 
when the erg of Jire stops her.) 

Mrs. Hook. {In house, E. H.) The house is on fire. {Enters, 

4 E. E.) 

Jotham. (L. H., running about.) ^Vnd all my shoes ^^-ill bum 
up. Fire ! Fire ! 

Valdez enters from house L. H., rushes up stage, seizes 

Rosalie, brings her down, — she struggling with him, 

William enters, X. ir. 2. E., takes her from Valdez, 

passes her over, L. n. Putney enters, L. H. tr. e. 

Valdez. Putney, there is but one man ; take her ; do not 

fear a woman. 

Jotham. I'm no woman, by mighty ! 

Music. JotT^m stripping off his clothes, l. H. Put- 
ney rushes dotcn, seizes Rosalie. &ray attacks Val- 
dez and knocks him doicn, K. H. c. Moll rushes 
from house, l. h., strikes Putney over the head with 
cane, as she siezes Rosalie and drags Iier up c. Jo* 



MOLL PITCHEa. -» 

tham seizes Putney, and puts a barrel over hirri, on 
L. H. Watkins appears on Rock, li. H. U. E., Jo- 
tham, Jr., points gun at him from tcell, red Jire, 
&c,, in house, E. H. 2 E. Tableau. Quick Act 
Drop. 



SITUATIONS. 



nigh ^^ Eock. 



Watkius on Rock. 




'^°'^ Mrs. Itook, 



Valdez 'Winiam. 
I lying on Stage, g 
9 



Moll. 

m 




Jotham Hook, g y 

Barrel over Pntney. '^ \ 



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ACT II. 

Scene I. — Landscape. 
Enter Jotiiam, l. h., reading a letter. 

Jothj-m. Now, -what could the minister want to hire that 
haunted house for ? By mighty, I couldn't live alone in it for 
nothing ! Perhaps this letter was for our Jotham, after all — 
let me read it again. {Erder Maladine, R. ii. 1 e.) Ah ! I was 
just coming to see you ; what makes you hire that house for ? 
if it ain't asking too much — as it is none of my busmess ? 

Maladine. Indeed ! Why should I not hire it ? 

Jotham. Why, it's haunted ! There's no horseshoe there. 

Maladine. Indeed ! that must have been kept a secret then. 
As I intend to stay some time here, I thought from its appear- 
ance it would suit me. I like old-fashioned things. 

Jotham. That's more than I do. 

Maladine. A friend in a distant town recommended it to 
me ; upon examination, I was delighted with the car\'ings, 
the passages : the apartments all seemed exactly fitted for one 
of my profession, as a solitude in which my leisure might be 
employed in thoughts of good. 'Tis true I knew not of its being, 
as you say, haunted. 

Jotham. The fellow that owns it shaved you ! Have you 
signed the lease ? 

Maladine. I have given my word, which I respect as much 
as my bond. The owner shall lose nothmg by me. "SMiat is 
the matter of the trouble its walls contain ? 

Jotham. There's no telling. Groans ! — ghosts ! — and dead 
men. In the war soldiers lived there, and some say there were 
murders enough committed to make your hair stand on end. 

Maladine. I do not doubt your belief in its midnight hor- 
rors. I will convince the people of the town of their error. I 
will live there despite your fears. 

Jotham. It's no businci-s of mir.e ! Liit tlie ghost has been 

(30) 



MOLL riTCIIER. 



31 



seen, when he staid out too late, scrambling over the high wall, 
afore the sun should catch him out ! Nobody ever saw him in 
the streets, only in the yards of the ncighlx)rs. He steals eggs 
and chickens, and once he got into old Dame "Whittle's oven, 
and stole all the pies and. puddings for her thanksgiving dinner. 
O, it's a fact ! When they opened the door, next day, all the 
back side of the oven was open, and what was left wouldn't 
have given a fly any trouble to carry off ! 

Maladine. I hope I shall convince the people that their 
pastor fears no supernatural ills ! Did you take my letter to 
Mr. EUiston ? 

Jotham. I did, sir ; vho do you supixise them men were 
that tried to carry off his daughter r 

Maladine. I cannot imagine; as I understand he has re- 
fused to let her be manied to — what's the young man's name r 

Jotham. "William Gray. 

Maladine. True— Gray. Perhaps 'twas a plan of his; 
young men will do rash acts for love. 

Jotham. And so will old ones ! 'tis a strange business. I'm 
constable as well as shoemaker. Do you thhik we shall want 
a fire next Sunday in the meeting house ? 

Enter "William Geay, l. h. 1 e. Jotuam retires «;j. 

William, (l. h.) Sir, I am glad I have overtaken you ; my 
only regret is, that we are not alone. 

Maladine. (ii. c.) "Well, sir, you seem as one in haste ; what 
business so pressing have j-ou with me, a stranger, that your 
good breeding Ls so far forgotten, as to allow you thus to in- 
fringe upon my moments of privacy ? 

William. I have just left the mansion of Mr. EUiston ; once 
I was there a welcome guest. 

Maladine. Likely, young man ; what is this to me ? 

William. Now I am forbidden to enter the house. Her 
father has said it ; to you I owe the disgrace, and to you I 
come to seek for atonement. 

Maladine. Speak more calmly, and keep your temper. (Jo- 
tham comes down, R. h.) Leave us friend ; at my house we will 
finish the business this young man's presence lias iiitevruptcd. 



"-' MOLL rircui:n. 

Joiham. (R. H.) Yes, sir; there's no danger of their quor- 
relling- ministers never fight! Young man's mistaken; he 
wouldji't stop man7ing going on any how, more than I would 
make shoes that would never wear out. No marrying, no 
christenmg ; it will be all right as two shoes. ^Exii, e. n.) 
William. I am waiting for your answer. 
Maladine. I have no further answer ; am I to atone to you 
for an offence, or grievance, that another commits ? 

William. A few hours since Mr. Elliston considered and 
treated me as his son. He told me your advice would govern 
his actions; and nothing but an influence such as you have 
used would thus have changed him. 

Maladine. My calling is that of peace; else I should con- 
strue your language into intended insult; which I cannot re- 
sent but by forgiveness. 

William. Believe me, sir, I regret that your occupation 
should prevent you acting as becomes a man. I^-pocrite ! that 
by artful contrivance would blast the peace of two hearts under 
religion's guise ; and not manhood or courage to satisfy the 
injured. 

Makidine. What I preach I practise; farewell! (Crosses. 

L. H.) ^ 

William. We part not thus. If ye cannot do more than 
speak truth, that shall content me — answer me ; did you not 
advise Mr. Elliston to forbid me the house ? 
Maladine. Sir, I will not be questioned. 

William. You shall, and by mc. 

Maladine. Then, Heaven forgive my passion, I will not an- 
6wcr. 

William. Liar ! — priest thougli you be ! Villain. 

Maladine. Still am I calm. 

William. Will a blow provoke thee r 

Maladine. Have a care ; attempt no blow ! I am but 
man. I wouldn't injure the reptile that crawls beneath my 
feet. Let us part. (Crosses, n. n.) You may so far forget 
youiself as to inflict a blow, which if you did, I'd lav you at 
my feet a corpse. 



MOLL PITCUKR. 33 

William. "NVeli done ! You speak a man's language, now. 
I'll try the truth of Lt ! Defend yoursalf. 

Music. Advances to strike. Moll rushes on from L. 
H., and comes between them, raising her crutch cane- 
Moll, (c.) Ha, ha, ha ! "Why stand we three together 
thus ! — a lover ! a parson ! and a -witch ! "What is the quar- 
rel ? William Gray, Avhat have you done to the pious man ? 

Maladine. Who art thou, Avoman ? Your presence has pre- 
vented bloodshed. 

Moll. Do you not know me? I'm kno%%ii in every sea! 
Moll Pitcher ! 'Tis not strange, for I do not know you. 

WiUiajn. Sir, wc shall meet again ! Beware how you cross 
the path 1 tread. Exit, L. h. 

Moll. The lover's fled ! the witch and the priest remaiji. 
Shall I tell yoiir fortune, or will you preach me a sermon ? 
The -witch's trade is mine ! the parson's, by your appearance, 
is yours. 

Maladine. No, woman ; you have done service to me, and I 
thank you. I wish not to hear of your wicked trade. 

Moll. Wicked trade ! tell you my fortune, then, and I will 
preach you a sermon. Wicked trade ! why, I preach unknown 
things ; so do you. 

Maladine. Why seek you to impose upon the credulity of 
man — pretending to unfold what ye do not know ? 

Moll. For the same reason that you wear that garb. Show 
me your hand ; let me tell your fortune. 

Maladine. No, woman ! at your age, better thoughts should 
fill your mind. If you are poor, I will give you charity. 
\VTiat do you ask ? 

Moll. Nothing from man but a grave, when my time shall 
come. Man is a betrayer ; I live to protect woman. 'Twas 
not for thee I prevented the blow, but for the maiden whose 
destiny is linked with him I found to you an adversary. 

Maladine. Will their loves be happy ? 

Moll. Why ask me ? But they will. Thy fate and his 
will not be alike. I have told thy fortune without fee. 

Maladine. Do you know me, gray-hau'ed •\%Tctch ? 

Mali. I do. Wretrli ! "Wbv sm I a wjotch r Icca'^.^e I halfl 



34 sroLL Pixcur.i;. 

thee, and all that -wear thy garb. "When a maider, tho invad- 
ers of my native land had compelled my countrymen to retreat. 
Blinded by the raging flames, 'mid smoke and carnage, -vvas 1 
dragged from friends ; and as the burning ruins lighted up the 
heavens, a leader of their bands, as a priest disguised, "would 
have added violation to his crimes and my WTongs ! he is still 
alive ! Vengeance is my prayer : down Avith me ; pray for 
vengeance. (Attempts to draio him clown.) 

Maladinc. You have lost your "wits. 

Moll. I have not lost my ears. {Maladine places his fuindt 
vpon his ears suddenly.') Ila ! 'tis he ! 

Maladinc. Thy name ? 

Moll. Moll Pitcher ! for I -was married. 

Maladine. Thy name before. 

Moll. Come to my hovel, thou shalt kno-H'. Exit, L. h, 

Maladine. Has this "WTCtch connection mth my former life ? 
Impossible ! A shadow 'tis, I fcnr. (Js going, n. h.) 

Music. Enter Villagers, male and female, Nabbt, Zeb Horn- 
I'OOT, and Jotham, Jii., from K. ir. 1 e. ; they all bow and 
courtesy to Maladime, 

Nabby. Now, Jotham ; ask him now. 

Jotham, Jr. I will. Mr. Minister, Nabby wants me. 

Nabby. No, you want me ; that's it now. 

Jotham, Jr. "Well, I want Nabby, too. It's pleasant weather 
out now, sir. 

Maladine. Very. Bless you, children, bless you. (Crosses, 
K. H.) May you all be happy. (Exit, k. n. ; all bote and cour- 
tesy to him till he is off.) 

Nabby. There, now, he's gone ; why didn't you ask him? 

Jotham, Jr. "Well, I was going to. I will, next time. 

Nabby. Next time ! if you ain't got more spunk than that, 
Jotham Hook, I don't want you. 

All exeunt, L. ii., except Zeb, Nabby, and Jotham, Jr. 

Zeb. (Crosses, l.) "Well, Nabby, if he am't the sort of thing, 
I'm on hand to suit you. I'm a shoemaker. 

Jotham, Jr. Look here, Zeb, you're down to the lucl ! I'll 
pitch'polc you into a hole. 



MOLL PirCUEK. 33 

Nabbf;. La ! Jothara, if you ain't going to do ftny thing 
yourself, don't g^t mad if he does. 

Jotham, Jr. Well, nater's nater. If you'd wait 

Nabhy, I shan't •wait ! You act Morse than a sheep. Our 
old hen would beat you a courtin'. 

Jotkam, Jr. Well, there's brass and stuff enough in your 
face to make a kettle big enough to bile hogs' supper in, and 
6ap enough in Zeb's head to hll it chock full, 

Zeb. Look here I No sarse, Mr. Hook ! (^Ct-osses, i,. ii.) 
Come, Nabby. 

Jotham, Jr. Take her ! 

Nabhy. Good by, Jotham. 

Jotham, Jr. Come back heir, Zeb, I'll walk through you 
iike a streak of lightnijig through a goosebeiTy bush. (Zeb 
atid Nabby exeunt, arm in arm, L. h., Jotham going, R. h.) I'll 
go home ! No I wont ; I'll go and g-et drunk, {Going, L. n.) 

Enter Mas. Hook, r. a, 1 e. ; seizes Jotham by the skirts of his 
coat. 

Mrs. Hook-. "NMiere arc you a going ' Gal hunting, eh ? 
Come home with me. 

Jot/iam, Jr. No, I ain't going a gal hunting : s'posc I be ! 
Didn't you go a feller hunting when you ■\^'as a girl ? 

Mrs. Hook. Hold j-our tongue ! Ain't jtju ashamed of 
yourself to talk to your mother m this manner ? 

Jotham, Jr. I tell you I won't stand it ; I'm going down to 
have a di'unk, and I won't go home. 

Mrs. Hook, Go — that you shan't ! you must come home 
•with me. 

JotJtam, Jr. Give rae a pmt of rum and molasses. 

Mrs. Hook. I'll rum and molasses j'ou. Go home, you 
young dog, go home. 

Beats Jotham, Jr., round stage and off, a. H. 1 b« 



86 MOLL PITCHER. 



Scene II. — .in old-fashioned Apartment, {third groove.) "Da .. 
trt Flat, practicable, ii. and l. — Table covered, R. H., and tuo 
Chairs ; on Table, Pens, Ink, Papers, Sand-box, a written Letter, 
Wajlr-box and Wafers. — A Flagstaff, tciih a pike head, against 
Flat, 11. C, icith a Cord, and large Bell under Stage to sound 
when the Cord is pulled. — A Sofa on Stage, C, over third Trap, 
c, toith a sliding Panel in Sjfi. — Tumbler of Water on Table, 
ii. H. ; some Boo/cs on Table, n, — A large Secretary, L. ii. 3 e., 
in which a secret Panel, practical, toith Shelves of Books paint- 
ed on both sides of Panel alike, to match the other parts of Sec- 
retary : three or four Books on ledge of Secretary. 

Bell sounds, L. ii. Enter Joth.vm Hook, l. h. 1 e. 

Jotham. This is the minister's new liouse. I ain't much 
skecred of ghosts in daylight. Moll Pitcher always said that 
men who believed in ghosts were natral fools. I'm on my 
leather any how ; -whenever any thing happens that I can't see 
through, I always thinks it proper to find out. "What's all this ? 
I hear somebody walking inside this bureau ! O, dear ! there's 
a ghost in every book. " Simpson on the Soul." O, dear ! if 
ever they make a book of me, it shall be " Hook on the Body." 
O, dear ! I wish I was soling it somewhere ! this is a shoe — 
a scrape, I mean — that I don't -want to put my foot into. 
(^Goes to sofa.) I'll hide here. (^Opens sofa. Moll puts her 
head out.) O, the devil ! I knew there was no horseshoe. 
Moll ! 

Moll. Silence! AVhere is the minister ? {Gets out.) 

Jotham. I don't knoAV — minister ? 

Moll. He is a devil. Promise me that all you see and hear 
shall be bm-ied in your heart until I command you to speak. 

Jotham. Buried ? I'll bury them so deep, that no one shall 
ever dig 'em up, 

Moll. Even with a golden shovel. 

Jotham. I'll never tell nothing by — by mighty! But 
■what's all about ? 

Moll. This passage through which I came leads to tlie tea 
shore 



MOLL PITCHF.n. 37 

Jotham. What, through the oak beams and stone walls ? 
Well, by mighty ! if it is 

Moll. Go, and judge for yourself, and quick return ; an i 
tell me if a boat is fastened to the rock. I have a deed to do. 

Jotham. She's going to make out a deed, and I am to be a 
witness. How shall I find the way ? folio av my nose, el. ? 

Moll. The road is straight ; here is my lantern. 

Jotham. Well, I've got some business with the minister. ] 
•wish I knew what it was all about. ' 

Goes doicn through sofa. 

Moll. I have watdicd the men here, and I will know their 
business. Hark ! do I not hear voices under the ground ? 

Betires, R. H. 3 E. 

Music. Maladixe comes throujh secret jMincl in secretanj, l. n. 
3 E., closes the panel, and comes down front. 

Maladine. So, I am here before them ; the spring is true : a 
8tra:ngc step ! I must give the alarm. 

Music. Goes up to flat, E. c, pulls the jnkesiaff three 
times ; a hell is heard tinder the stage. Maladine 
comes dozen, C. ; the panel opens in secretary. Val- 
dez appears and enters. Putney is seen at the 
opening. 
Maladine. (R. c.) You will obey the signal. There arc 
your orders. {Gives orders.) Watch his passing the garden ; 
do not fail ; give Pietro and Watkins the signal. If the staff 
is touched the bell will sound. Come, armed and determined, 
Bt the sound of the bell. Where is the schooner ? 
Valdez. Near Charlestown bridge. 

Maladine. Have all ready, and bring me word as soon as 'tia 
accomplished. 

Valdez. (l. h.) We know what's to be done. 

Valdez goes off through panel in secretary, L. H. 3 8. 
Maladine exit into room in flat, l. h. 

Moll enters, r. h. 3 t.. 

Moll. I must cut the staff from the spring. (Music. Shji 
ffO&S up fo flat, R. C, with sciv.ors ; cu!i the cT.rl affi.zhcrl (^ tht 
4 



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MOLL PITCHER. 



pilxestaff.) Footsteps ! (.4 small bell sounds, L. H. 1 e.) I 
must not be seen. Goes down through sofa. 

Enter Mk, Elliston and Kosalie, l. h. 1 e. 

Rosalie, (l. h.) Father, I have acted according to your 
■H-ishes ; why this mystery ? Why bring me to this old house, 
•which has, since my remembrance, been the terror of the 
town ? 

Ellistoh. I have good motives, my child ; the best of motives. 
Often have I heard you say how highly you prized an unsullied 
name : on that point is your mind changed ? 

Rosalie. No ; nor can it ever change ; my thoughts by day, 
my dreams by night, my life itself, depend upon your reputa- 
tion and mine. 

Elliston. I'm glad to hear you say so. 
Rosalie, ^^'hy ask the question now ? 

Elliston. You know the contents of this paper ; you know 
I have forbid all intercourse between William Gray and j-our- 
6clf. I further add, you must never hope to be liis. 
Rosalie. You have deceived me, father. 
Elliston. I have indeed. Would you wed him if he were in 
disgrace, or love him ? 

Rosalie. My feelings are not my own ; my acts are under 
my control. I still must love, even if dishonor prevents our 
union. 

Elliston. I have communicated to ISIr. Mala'dino the situa- 
tion in which we are placed. He has promised to assist me in 
detecting the author of that letter. I am here now, for that 
purpose, that you may with your own ears listen to my en- 
deavors for your good. Concealed you may hear our conversa- 
tion : your own prudence shall guide you in your decision of 
my conduct. I hear a step upon the stairs ; 'tis he, no doubt. 
Retire into this apai-tment ; our intez-view must be briei, as I 
am compelled to visit Boston to-night. 
Rosalie. I would avoid this mystery. 

Rosa'ir goes into door, K. h. C. 



MOLL PITCHER. 39 

Enter Maladixe, l. h. d. f. 

Maladiiie. So you are here before me. Sit do\ni, Mr. Ellis- 
ton. {Thetj sit at table, on R. H,) 

ElUston. (^At L. u. of table.') Have you obtained any clew 
to the -wTiter of that letter ? 

Maladine. (b., of table.) I have. I have met the man face 
to face, and from him I learned your danger. 

ElUston. Speak not so loud. 

Maladine. Twenty years ago, two young men were suitors 
to the same lady — one named St. Clair, the other Hermond : 
St. Clair was the successful one, and gained the lady's favor. 
Thus matters stood. A third was introduced by the lady's 
father, and soon bade fair to eclipse the one already to the lady 
promised. A quarrel was the consequence. Two of the pai'- 
ties met for mortal combat. Hermond was slain. St. Clair 
witnessed the deed, but was sworn to keep the secret. The 
stranger promised never to seek to win the lady's love. St. 
Clair made a voyage to India, and returned to find the stran- 
ger false ! he had carried off the lady, and made her his wife. 
St. Clair then vowed to bring to justice the murderer of his 
friend. He traversed sea and land without success, till at last 
chance led him here. You know the rest. 

ElUston. I do. You know the ti-uth ; how shall I avoid 
him ? how keep the secret still ? 

Maladine. Except to kill St. Clair, there is but one other 
■way. 

ElUston. Name it : then advise me. 

Maladine. Give to me your daughter for my wife, St. Clair 
shall be removed. 

ElUston. Gracious Heaven ! she has heard all ! I must not 
proceed. Give me time. 

Maladine. No longer time. I have no time to spare. I am 
scarcely young enough for such a bride. 'Tis an honor to 
wed a priest — one followed as I am, too, 

ElUston. How gained you the information ? 

Maladine. I/Ook in my eye and ask ; have twenty years taken 
from mv face all traces of St. Clair ? The jribbct or voui 



40 MOLL PITCHER. 

daughter ! For years I have toiled to meet you thus. Your 
answer now. 

ElUston. {Bising.) I knoAv not what to sa)'. I -will not sac- 
rifice her to a villain ! I did the nnirder in my own defence. 
I will not sacrifice my daughter's peace for my life. I have 
not forgotten the use of arms, nor have you. Come, your 
life or mine. 

Maladiiie. (l. ii.) I am content. First give me your WTit- 
ten promise of your daughter's hand, and all your wealth. If 
I survive not, 'tis of no use to me. If you fall beneath my 
"weapon, I have a claim which no man dare oppose. 

ElUston. (R. H.) I will not give the promise. 

{Rosalie apjiears at door.) 

Maladinc, Then by my hands you shall not die ! I gain 
more by your life than death. 

ElUston, Heaven forgive mc, then ! thus do I free myself 
from your power. 

ElUston is about to seize Mnladine, as JiosaUc comes 
doicn, C. 

RosaUc. Hold, father ! 

Maladine. Ha ! this is w cU ; a listener ! the old adage is 
\\'ell known, but here 'tis in the ■wrong; you have heard well; 
you know the business here. How answer you r 

RosaUe, That it had never entered my mind that such mon- 
sters as thou -were things of reality. 

Maladine. Come, I Avaste no time ; the iiromjse, or I de- 
nounce you ! {ElUston starts.) Remember the Avord of a 
priest is sacred. 

Rosalie. Father, you placed me there to overhear your 
■words, and counselled mo to let my own prudence guide my 
actions. Give him the promise ; letter that I should be a 
victim than thou; better that I should go to the . altar than 
thou to the gibbet. Better that I should die than 

ElUston. !My child ! 

Maladine. Let her speak ; she is a sensible girl. ( Goinff vp 
to table, R. c.) There is a promise ; it needs but your signature 
aud the lady's. Here's ink and sand ; come, she shall have a 
\H*edding such as becomes a clcxgyman's bide. {Tfictj retire.) 



MOLL riTCHEE. 41 

Rosalie. {Comes down, R. h.) Promises made to te broken 
should be -written in water ; a lucky thought — Heaven surely 
suggested it. {Aside.) 

Maladine. (l. h.) Hero is a pen, sir. 

Rosalie. {Takes a pen from the table, and dips it in the tcater.) 
Here, father. 

Elliston. {Sits It. H. of table which is on R. h. c.) 'Tis your 
wish, my child. {Signs.) 'Tis done. {Comes down, b.. s.) 

Rosalie. {Siffninr/.) There's mine. {Throicing sand quickly 
over it.) 

Maladine. Well done. One tiling more, lady ; write to Wil- 
liam Gray, in gentle terms, that of your own free will you be- 
come my wife. 

Rosalie, (c.) ^lust this be ? 

Elliston. No, not this 

Maladine. Else that avails not. Come with me, my father, 
until it is done. Use your own time and words ; your reputa- 
tion is mine. I will pass my judgment upon it immediately. 

Exit Maladine, L. u. 1 e. ; bell soimds. Elliston em- 
braces Rosalie and exit, L. n. The bell sounds 
again. 

Rosalie. {Sits at table, E. c.) This surely cannot be real. 
What shall I say ? shall I continue my deception ? the end is 
good. I will — I must. ( Writes.) " Dear William ! " — no, it 
must not be thus. "Sh-!" {Finishing letter.) «' Rosalie El- 
liston." He cannot object to that ; and in it there is hope. 
Moll Pitcher bade me beware a priest : I know licr meaning 
now. 

Bell sounds. Enter Maladine, l. ii. 

Rosalie. There, sir, 'tis done ; shall I read it, or w?ll you ? 

Maladine, My pretty Rose, I will look at it. {Casting hia 
eye ove}' it.) 'Tis well ! fold it up ; and, for precaution's sake, 
let me seal it. I will hand it to Mr. Gray myself. {Rosalie, 
having folded it, ha7ids it to him ; he seals it.) Give it its ad- 
dress. 

Rosalie. {Writes this line with ink, " To Wm. Gray ') Where 
is my father ? 

4* 



42 MOLL I'lXUJlEIl. 

Maladlne. He -will not return to-night ; business requires 
that he should leave to-\vii till to-morrow. He "vvill attend 
our wedding. Your friends will visit you as soon as you are 
to be my partner for life. We shall have no secrets. Choose 
your apartments ; you are too well bred and intelligent to 
believe the stories invented by me to keep the curious from 
the doors. Listen ! I am the chief of a band of coiners and 
pirates ! Here is our rendezvous ! Your fortune is now my 
fortune ; as you keep my secret, so do I keep your father's. 
Under this disguise I have accomplished all I have undertaken. 
What say you to my confession ? Am not I a candid, honest 
husband ? 

Rosalie. All that I see and hear seems a dream ; had I 
read such tales, they had passed belief. Do not think I 
mean to become your ■v^'ife : I said I would sign a promise that 
I never did intend to keep. I never will. I have written 
what yoii bade me ; the Avords on the paper and the feelings of 
tnis heart are indeed unlike in meaning. You saj' my father 
has gone ; he is safe, and now you know my determination. 

Maladine. You will change your mind. 

Rosalie. Indulge the hope if you will. 

Maladine. I can, by a word, call to my aid a score of deter- 
mined men, who will execute my bidding, be it whatsoever it 
be. (^Going to staff.) 

Rosalie. I am still mistress of myself. (^Crosses, L. H.) 

Maladine. 'Shall I call them ? Perhaps you doubt mc. 

Rosalie. 1 do not doubt ; a few moments have convinced 
me that you are scarcely human. I can readily believe you 
capable of any deed, however vile or cruel. 

Maladine. I like thee the better for this coldness ; thy sex's 
weapon generally is a tear. Your eyes are dry and idle. 

Rosalie. So are not my thoughts. I do not fear thee, nor 
all thy myrmidons ! My father is safe. VUlain, do thy worst. 

{Crosses, n,. H.) 

Maladine. Do not provoke my power of ill. A husband's 
right is mine ; you do not know me yet. . I have been, in ear- 
lier Jays, one of a conquermg army. I have entered cities 
taken by storm, and revelled in the arms of beauty ! The prize 



MOLL riTCIIEIl. i3 

of unlicensed war has been mine. "Women'.s sluieks or lovers' 
Bwords have not kcjit me from mj- purpose, i-iuccor is as dis- 
tant as il' ■we stood alone in the earth's centre. {Seises 
Rosalie.') 

Rosalie. 'My life is a frail thmg, nor proof agauist the 
bloody weapon that even now I see glistening under your false 
garments ! I tell you, monster, that my honor is safe while 
life exists ! {Seizes dagger from Maladine's belt.) Follow ine not, 
violator ! murderer ! or this steel shall find the pure fountain 
of life that flows in tliis bosom. {Going up to d. f. r.) Follow 
me not ! Enter the apartment, and 1 am a corpse. 

Exit, R. u. D. 

Maladine. Be it so at present, resolute lady ! your father 
dead, the written promise mine, your tone will alter. AVilliam 
Gray must be accused as soon as I hear from Valdez that the 
deed is done. {Bell sounds, l. h.) A visitor. {Seats himself 
at table and reads.) Who comes ? 

William Gray enters, l. h. 

William. Sir, lias ^Ir. Elliston been here ? 

Maladine. I do not wish your presence in my house. I 
have a letter for you ; take it and be gone. I would have no 
•words with you. 

William. {Reads letter.) " Sir, think not of our marriage. 
\)f my own free will I give you up. Cuxumstanccs' connected 
with Maladine have induced me to give the hand and love to 
him once promised to you. Until these characters fade, or the 
ink has lost its color, think riO more of one that loved you. 

" IIOSAHE ElLISTOX." 

Where is she ? 

Maladine. Where her father's wishes can be complied with. 
I am her destined husband. Her father's A\Titten promise is 
mine ; hers also. 

Rosalie enters from d. f. r. ii. ; eomes doion R. H. 

Rosalie. 'Tis false, William. {Is going to cross l. h.) 
Maladine. {Stoats her in c.) You are near enough. No 
nearer ! no nearer ! 



44 MOLL PITCUEIt. 

William. Must I stand idly here, and submit to A\iong and 
insult ? I Lave no "weapon. 

Maladine. But I have. Your attacks upon my person have 
rendered it necessary that under even my sacred robe I should 
•wear a defence. 

Bosalie. Sacred robe ! William, he is 

Maladine. Silence I or your father's secret is one no longer. 
Leave the house, sir, or I -will call those that shall roughly do 
my bidding. 

William. Rosalie, say you still love me, and my hfe is but a 
toy, if risked for thee. 

Maladine. Silence, madam ! pass not, or you die. 
William. No danger shall bar my way ! I ■will protect her 
at every hazard. 

Music. William rushes across to K. H. c, Maladine 
draws instols from belt, is about to fire, when Rosalie 
takes the centre, and stands between them. Ta 
bleau. 

RDsalie. 
■ffilliam. |5) Maladine. 

Maladine. I am still between you and a way to escape ; at- 
tempt to pass, I care not who falls, I will fire ! There is your 
bridal couch ; as such I vAW guard it ; {goes up to sofa, c.) no 
one dare aid you. Here within my call are my servants; be 
wise, young man ; leave her to me, without bloodshed. {Moll, 
(luring this speech, enters from couch.') ISIy weapons are from 
you now, {Jiolds the pistols behind him;) if I raise them again, 
there will be a death. 

Moll. {Seizing pistols.) Then you never shall. 

Maladine. (L. h.) Ha ! then must I have aid. 

Goes zip to staff, u. ii., pulls it ; it falls. Moll pcss 
down on L. H. 

Maladine. (E. c.) No bell ? Avho has done this ? 

Moll. (L, H.) Moll Pitcher ! 

MaladiP^. Ha ! witch ! 



Moi.i, rrrciir.rv. « -IJ 

Moll. Ha ! puton ! (7b William and Rose, on K. ii.) I am 
oetween thee and harm. Fly ! 

Music. William and Rosalie cross to L. H., Maladine 

seizes staff, comes down R. ii., is rushing across after 

them ; Moll interposes icith pistols pointed toward* 

Maladine. 

Jotham. {Appears in sofa, with a sci/the.) "\r\niat's it all 

about ? 

Tableau. Act Drop falls. 



Door R. r. 




Konr L. r. 










Secretary. 




Sofa. 




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Jotham. 








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Chair, j;^ @@ j;^ Cbair. 








Table. 


Moll. 








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Rosalie. 




Maladine. 




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t. t. H. 

Quick Act Deop. Time, Second Act, 46 minutet. 



ACT III. 

Scene 1. — View of Charlestoion Bridge and Boston. — A Section 
of Bridge practical, and an Arch for Boat to pass under. — Sea 
Cloth down, — Lanijis on Bridge lighted. — Lights down. — Sloto 
Act Drop. — A Man discovered on Bridge, fishing. 

Slow Music. Bridge and Flat lighted. — Light doton. — Hottso 
Lights down. — Boat ready, R. ii, 1 e. 



Boston. 



Beacon Hill. 
Light, to be put out during act. 



Bridge perspoctive on r. Jlat. 



Dark 
IIoriEon 
Wings. 



Sea Cloth down. 



"Sri 

pi 

lis 

no 




1 E. 1. 

House 
WiDg. 



Set Piece across from R. h. 1 e. to l. h. 1 e. 



Eiiter Valdez, l. h. 2 e., on Bridge. 

Valdez, Good night, friend ! {A pause : lotider.) Good 
night. 

Man. Good night, friend, to you. I'm deaf. 

(46) 



MOLL riXCUF.R. 47 

Valdez. Any luck io-uight ? (Aside.) Deaf ! Good. 

Mati. Not much. 

Valdez. Why do you fish at this time of night ? 

Man. I work all day, and at night, when the tide serves, I 
fish, to help support my family. 

Valdez. I will buy your fish, line and all, 

Man. (Ilauling up line.) Agreed. 

Valdez. What shall I give you ? 

Man. Half a dollar, and all is yours. 

Valdez. There it is ; now for my luck. Do you sell youi 
luck also. 

Man. You are welcome to all. 

Valdez. Which side of the bridge do you live ? 

Man. Charlcsto'mi. 

Valdez. Is there not a watch at the toll house every night ^ 

Man. I believe so. 

Valdez. As I passed, just now, there was a man trying to 
get in. He said the wife of the tollman was taken sudden- 
ly ill. 

Man. I'll go and see ; he is a friend of mine. 

Exit, L. 2 E. 

Valdez. 1 believe all is right now. Putney will take care 
he comes this way, and I'll take care he never shall go back 
again. If it be true, as the captain saj's, that this man is in 
the knowledge of all our secrets, he must die ; and I will kill 
him myself. But first let me be sure there is no one concealed 
in the vicinity. Exit, L. 2 e. 

Music. A boat, in icltich are Moll Pitcher and Jotham 
Hook, conies on, e. h. 1 e. ; a mast and sail. Jo- 
tham icith two oars draggij}(f hi the water. Lighted 
lantern in boat, for Moll. Boat stops, centre. 

Moll. Move on. 

Jotham. I can't ; I'm tired to death ; and I wonder the boat 
ain't tired, too ! You told me to row on and hold my tongue ; 
but it's no use ; I can't hold on any longer. That sail's no use, 
except for the wind to blow us backward. 

Moll. Keep silent ! If you will, take down the sail. 

Jotham. (^Takes down sail.) Let go that main sheet! This 



48 MOLL riTCIIEW. 

is a voyage I know nothing about. While my -wife is snoring 
comfortably in bed alone, here am I with Moll Pitcher, sailing 
about the river ! 

Moll. 'Tis your own fault. I sent for your boy, not you. 

Jotham. Why did you not put Jr. on the letter then ? and I 
ehould have known. 

Moll. Come, take the oars ; my business lies on the other 
side of the bridge. 

Jotham. You're a hard captain, any how ! Lend me a 
little of your lantern ; my pipe is out. 

Moll. Here ! speak lower. (^Jolham takes it.) 

Jotham. Speak lower ! I can't speak much lower. 

Moll. Be silent ! Will you do for me all I require ? 

Jotham. Well, Miss Pitcher, I don't know ! that's rather a 
delicate question. I don't know what you want me to do ; 
I'm a married man, and father to a boy. 

Moll. Fool ! 

Jotham. I must be a nat'ral born fool, or I shouldn't be 
here I Will you tell me now what this sail in the dark is 
about ? 

Moll. I will not now. 

Jotham. I promised Mrs. Hook some flounders. I've got a 
line and some bait, and I'm a hook myself. I wonder, while 
I'm resting, if I could catch a fish ! faith, I'll try. Night's 
the time for eels ! "NVliere's the line ? Will yoii bite ? 

Moll. Yes I ■v\-ill ; know the truth. 

Jotham. The devil ! hallo, stop ! I mustn't swear, or 1 shall 
catch no fish. 

Moll. The poor girl is sadly troubled. 

Jotham. With the tail of a clam, — tiddle de riddy, &c. 

Moll. What will relieve her ? 

Jotham. Worms — is the best bait for flounders. 

Moll. She will be happy. 

Jotham. When I have a bite I ahvays pull iip. 

Moll. I asked her if she had hope, and she replied — Y«8, 
m his love I have. 

Jotham. Got a nibble — don't speak ! I'll catch him. Our 
Jemima and Uncle Sam baited their hooks with the tail of a 
a im, do-\ni long side of father's barn. {Fishing, ^c.) 



MOLL riTcnEB. a 

Moll. Wlij' do Ave not go on ? 

Jotham. "SSThj don't we ? Because we are lying still. 

Moll. Are you mad ? 

Jotham, No, I'm fislimg. 

Moll. Was you born a fool ? 

Jotham. No, I -was born a baby — handsome as a picter, 
and just like my father and all the rest of the family. Stop ! 
don't talk : here's a fellow down here getting into a scrape fast. 
I'm constable — just the fellow for catching anything. I've 
heard of getting out of the fiying pan into the fire ! This fel- 
low will come off worse than that ; he'll get out of the water 
into the frying pan. Our Jemima and Uncle Sam, &c. 

Moll. 'Tis near midnight ; you are rested noM'. 

Jotham. Rested ! I never worked so hard in my life as I 
Lave to catch this eel. 

Moll. How do you know 'tis an eel ? 

Jotham. Because I can't catch liim ! There he is ; now I've 
got him. (Pulls vp.) He's stole my bait ! 

Moll. You shall iish no longer. 

Jotham. I went fishing once before, -with a whole lot of 
folks, down to the rocks; and I took my Jotham with me. 
Jotham makes good chowder. It was one Independence day. 

Moll. I wish you would speak lower, and do not sing : the 
tide is ebbing fast. 

Jothatn. Not sing because the tide is ebbing ! Speak lower ! 
I can't speak lower without I go under the water, and if I do 
that, I shall speak to the fishes ! Now, Moll, — that is, Miss 
Pitcher, — what's this all about ? 

Moll. You shall know in good time ; we are going back- 
wards ! 

Jotham. Going backwards ! Well, that is the only way you 
can go forwards when you are in a boat ! O, dear ! look here, 
I'll mutiny ! I'll get out and go home. 

Moll. I will be trifled with no longer ; you must serve me. 
Take the oars and work the boat through the bridge, or look at 
your death. 

Jotham. Look at my death ! I never like to look into such 
a looking glass as that ; I s'pose I must do as you say. First, 
6 



50 MOLL PITCHER. 

give US a little of your bottle : it's full of good spirits, I 
knoTv. 

Moll. Take it ; g^lzzle as you will, but remember, if you 
are not sober enough to do all I ask, I will throw you from 
the boat and leave you to find the land as best you may. 

Jotham, If I was full of spirits, there would be too much 
water for the liquor, by mighty ! Well, here goes. 

Music. Takes oa)'s, the boat moves through arch, l. h. 
Moll evidently anxiously watching. 

Valdez re-enters on bridge, l. n. 2 e., with a dark lantern. Looks 
about, ^c. 

Valdez. I thought I heard voices. (^Listens.) No ; where 
does Putney stay so long ? Putney ! (^A tchislle is heard, L. h.) 
I must pass along the signal. (^Geis tip lamp post and bloics out 
light.) If Piotro sees the coast all clear, he will put out his 
lamp, (yl lamp near the end of bridge, R. H. v., is seen to darken.) 
All's right ! So, when our customer is ready, we are ready for 
him. 

Putney enters on bridge from l. h. 2 E. 

Valdez. Is Mr. Elliston going to take the walk to-night, 
Ben? 

Putney. We shall have him — I called on him myself. I 
told him that his friend was anxious to see him in Boston, 
to-night. 

Valdez. "WTiere did you find him ? 

Putney. At a public house, busy with a lawj^er. 

Valdez. Nobody knew you. 

ruiney. Not a soul. He remembers me, but that's no con- 
sequence 

Valdez. As dead men tell no tales. Kemember, one half 
the plunder is mine. Where's the stone to fasten to his body ? 

Putney. It lays against the railmg : where's your knife ? 

Valdez. I have no knife : what need of a knife ? it will only 
make a bloody pond here. Tie him and throw him over, — 
that's the best way. He will come alone. 

Put7iey. O, yes ; I asked him if I should come with him : 
he said he had nothing to fear. 



MOLI, PITCIIEH. 61 

Valdez, Hark ! what's that ? 

ElUston. {Without, L. n. 1 e.) Murder! murder! 
Valdez. The -work is begun ; lie down until he comes thia 
way. 

Music. ElUston enters on bridge, l. ir. 2 e., strug- 
gling loith Watkins, and crying " murder ! " Ellis- 
ton seizes the clvh from Watkins, and knocks him 
doion. 
Valdez. What's the matter ? 
ElUston. Ah ! betrayed ! 
Valdez. Tioynx with him at once. 
ElUston. I will sell my lile dearly. 

Music. Valdez and Putney seize ElUston and drag him 
to the rail ; in the act of throwing him over, lie 
strikes them doicn. 
ElUston. Help ! Murder ! Help ! 
Moll. Fool ! 

Valdez I will bring liim this time ! Putney, hold his hands. 
Music. Putney seizes ElUston, Valdez strikes him on 
the head: ElUston falls. 
Valdez. He's ours now ; light up the lamp again, to show 
our comrades that it's all over. 
Putney. Lend us your lantern. 

Music. Takes it and goes up to lam]} — lights it : the 
lamp on E. H. v. is noto re-lighted. 
Valdez, Listen, Putney ! do yoii hear any thing ? 
Putney. Not a sound but the splashing of the water. 
Valdez, I'll empty his pockets while you stand ready to. 
strike him if he recovers. Here's his watch ; there's his purse ; 
there is another — that will do — gold! Putney, gold! Now 
tie his hands. 

Putney. Have you left the paper, as you was ordered ? 
Valdez. Well thought of; here it is. (Drops letter.) He 
nas bled a little ; where's the stone ? He'll be missing some 
time before he is found. Tie his feet, Putney. 

At this time, the boat is seen to return very slozoly and 
remain under the bridge ; Moll and Jotham listening. 
Valdez. Move one of the rails — 'tis loose ; if we lift the 
body, we get blood upon us. How deep is the water here ? 



52 MOI.L riTCHER. 

Putney. Deep enough to hide him from the sight of man. 
Come, fasten the stone. 

Valdez. Now ease the body into the "water, and when it is 
safe, let go the stone. Come, hear a hand ! 

Music. They, having tied the rope round EUiston's 
waist and leys, remove the rail and lotcer the body 
dozen slowly ; at the same time the boat moves from 
under the briiye, and receives the body. 
Moll. Save him ! save him ! 

Valdez. "What was that ? Let him go, and pull the stone 
over, when he is ready, himself. Come, let us go on board 
the schooner, 

Music. Valdez and Putney exeunt, 2 e. l. n., taking 

with them the body of Watkins. Moll and Jotham 

untie the rope round the body of Elliston. 

Moll. Let me see his face. (^Jotham holds lantern.') 'Tis Mr. 

Elliston — the father of Rosalie. This is the minister's work. 

The witch shall bring him to punishment. Come, hasten to 

the shore for assistance. 

Music. Jotham takes the oars, and is roxoing off, B. U., 
aa the act drop descends. 



ACT IV. 

Scene I. — The Cabin of the Death, 2 a. Doors in c, practical, 
Valdez, Putney, and four Sailors enter, 2 e. e. n. 

Taldez. (L. n.) Putney, I think -we have worked long 
enough for our captain's purpose. Since the last job, he seems 
to bo an altered man. He slept on board last night, and Tvhen 
I went to his berth to wake him, he was talking in his sleep. 

Putney, I've heard enough of talking in his sleep ! When 
are we to get rid of our dollars ? Our agent is in a hurry, and 
so are we ; our captain preaches too much. 

Valdez. Did you find out who that was, cruising round 
vinder the stern of the schooner ? {^Footsteps heard.) 

Putney, No. Hark ! what step is that on deck ? 'Tis the 
-aptain, and by the sound, in a rage. 

Music, Maladine enters from c. d., in a passion, not noticing 
the others on stage. Conies down c. ; Putney aiid four men 
retire up R., Valdez l. h. 

Maladine. Am I foiled at last ? Despite my vigilance, they 
elude me still. One point, at least, is gained. Elliston and 
Maladme no more shall cross each other in this world. Val- 
dez, have you gained no tidings yet ? 

Valdez, {^Conies down, L. H.) None ! The dollars are ready. 

Maladine. Sink the dollars ! Buried in the depths of the 
ocean be all thoughts of gain ! Dare not speak to me of aught 
but the great work that was so well begun, and now is come 
to nought. All my dreams of vengeance, the work of years, 
tumbled into ruin by a woman's cunning or devil's power. 
(^Crosses, L. h.) 

Valdez. Well, captain, we have worked hard and risked 
much for you, and we want a little pay now. 

Maladine. IMurdcrers, silence ! would you hasten the doon? 
5 * (53) 



54 MOLL I'lTCHEIl 

you merit ? shall I give you to the gibbet ? Peace ! talk not 
of money. 

Valdez. You "will not betray us. We are sui-e of that ! 

Maladine. Why tvlII I not ? 

Valdez. Did we not swear an oath that if any one of our 
oand betrayed to the laws the other, no wall so strong, no 
night so dark, but a comrade's steel, held in a strong hand, 
should find the heart of him who would become state's evi- 
dence. 

Maladine. (l. h.) True ! we did swear. I will not denounce 
you. I did not mean it. 

Valdez. Captain, I will keep the oath. Here's the knife, 
and there's the arm, that will be ready to take the traitor's 
blood. 

Maladine. 'Tis well ! On shore again. The officers are 
ready to seize the man Gray, if he can be found. The papers 
left on the spot, and other circumstances, will insure his convic- 
tion and death. 

Valdez. Come, lads, we will to the shore. Captain, you can 
trust us. Don't let the women make a traitor of you. 

Exeunt Valdez, Putney, and four men, 2 e. k. n. 

Maladine. They may accuse me. I will not trust my life 
in the words of man. I deceive — why should not they ? Poor 
worms ! that have slaved for — murdered for me ; and, if 
need be, shall die for me. Death itself I fear not ; it must 
come to all. I am dead already ; my own home is disgraced. 
Atn I not a marked, mutilated man? The witch talked to me 
of ears ! By that mark I may be known ; the wind that re- 
freshes in the summer's heat may disclose the secret ! — a secret 
that the grave cannot hide until my body is itself consumed. 
The thought maddens me ! It fills my brain with fire — but 'tis 
t fire that consumes not. Rage on, ye flames ! burn ! — burn ! 
— till reason is seared and blasted in its seat of power ; or, like 
the alchemist's ordeal, make my thoughts more subtile still. 
The pains of hell, that are to bar the next world's bliss, I care 
not for ; I'd purchase the dear pleasure of one hour's mastery 
over the virtue of her I seek, with an eternity of torture among 
the damned ! Exit, B. K. 



MOLL flTClIER. 65 



Scene II. — (^Firsi Groove.) An Avartment in the House of 
Mr. Elliston. 

Enter Jotham IIook, l. h. 1 E. 

Jotham. Well, this getting married does make business, by 
mighty ! If I was to tell all I know, how slick it would 
sound ! It wouldn't go no further ; but Moll says I mustn't 
tell her that her father's dead, till after the wedding's over. 1 
wonder where the minister is, Mr. Maladine. I forgot, I'm 
to ask no questions, and to give no answers ; some things have 
leaked out afore the wedding that is going to be, and some will 
leak out after-wards. Well, I've made the wedding shoes, and 
that's all I know about it. There's a new minister going to 

tie the knot, and {Enter William Gray, b. h. 1 e.) I 

wish you joy, Mr. Gray. "VMiy, where have you kept yourself ? 
Church is open, all ready to be mamed. How do you feel, 
about now r Don't you feel you don't know how like, eh ? 

Rosalie enters in bridal dress, e. h. 1 e. 

Rosalie. William ! 

William. In tears ? (^Crosses centre.) 

Rosalie. This hasty marriage, and in my father's absence ! 
Wait his return. 

William. Dear Rose, it is yon I am to marry, not j'^our 
father. He dare not give his consent : the ceremony over, 
his refusal is of no avail. 

Jotham. Well, I've got the church ready. I ain't particu- 
lar, myself, how it is. If I was you, miss, I'd get married and 
have it over. I was kind o' bashful, at first, but I've got used 
to it ; and I'd as lief be mai-ried every day as not, or twice a 
day, if I could afford it. 

Rosalie. William, it is not right to wed without a parent's 
blessing. I give up all for you ; those that love me should 
for the last time 

Jotham. Ah ! miss, don't -trouble youi-self about your father, 
if that's all ; he won't — eh ! I liked to have made a hole ; 
however — *• rips mended gratis." 



56 MOLL PITCHER. 

Rosalie. I ^vill not go to the cliurcli ; let the minister come 
here, under my father's roof; as he is absent, I -will keep my 
jDromise. 

William. Ask Mr. ileiton to attend us here, ]Mr. Hook. 

Jotham. I will, ilr. Gray, and all the folks in town, too. 
They all want to see the wedding : it ain't every day such a 
&lick pair arc tied together. I didn't tell them w'ho was going 
to he joined, exactly ; but, says I, the handsomest gud and the 
handsomest feller 

William. The clergyman will expect you, !Mr. Hook ; we 
do not wish to keep him waiting. 

Jolham. I'll go, and there'll be fun to-night : we'll give 
the new-married folks a serenade, — horns, bass di'ums, fiddles, 
&c. She does look slick ; but if she knew about her father, it 
would change matters. Getting married does make a feller 
feel singiilar ; but it's nateral, and so I s'pose it's right. 

. Exit, L. H. 

Enter Nabby, k. ii. 

Nobby. Miss, if the ladies and gentlemen come here, shall I 
ask them to stop till you get back from the meeting house ? 

Rosalie. We do not go to church, my good girl ; the cere- 
mony will take place here. 

Nabby. Well, if you please, ma'am, may Jotham and I look 
through the keyhole and see' how you get married ? I would 
not speak a word, only Jotham Hook and I are going to get 
married, and if I should see it done first, I should do better 
myself. 

Rosalie. Jotham Hook ? he is already married. 

Nabby. O, no, ma'am ; not old Jotham ! I mean young 
Jotham, — Jotham, Jr. 

William. If it will afford you any gratification, you may be 
present with all the household. 

Nabby. Thank you, sir. I'll tell Jotham, and fix myself 
all up nice. Exit, R. n. 

Rosalie. William, my father's silence is strange. 

William. It is ! But Mr. Maladine's power over him to 
me is much more strange. Do yen know the cause ? 



MOLL riTCHER. 67 

Rosalie. Ask me not, William. It must remain a secret. 
1 am acting now in obedience to your -wish ; it" my conduct 
seems a mystery, wait for my hand till time makes all clear. I 
cannot speak a word of the influence you refer to : there is my 
hand — my heart goes with it ; the secret you can only know 
Avhen I am a wife. 

William. I would not resign what thus you give me, even 
if life should be the cost of possession. Tell me but this ; 
whom did I overhear in conversation with you, last night, in 
the garden ? 

Rosalie. Moll Pitcher ! 

William. I might have listened to your conversation. I 
did not doubt you ; and if I had, I would not have meanly 
played the spy. 

Rosalie. All she said yoii may know. " Be married ere to- 
morrow," were the words, «' for Maladine "will prevent it, if he 
discovers where you are." Our friends are coming. 

Enter JoTiiAM, L. n. 

Joiham. I've been to the minister's. He will be here di- 
rectly. I just met the old minister, Mr. Maladine. I itched 
to tell him he had lost a good job. I know something — but I 
daresn't tell it ! ]\Iiss, if any thing should happen hereafter, 
remember I said I knew something. 

William. If it concerns my welfare, or this lady's, tell it 
now. 

Joiham. I daresn't ! Moll Pitcher has clapped a patch over 
ipy mouth. I cany something in my breeches pocket on her 
account, and when I go to bed, I put it under my pillow : 
here it is. (^Takes out horseshoe.) I advise you. Miss Elliston, 
to get one, too. It's a witch killer. Get one off the horse's 
hind leg. 

William. (Crosses, R. h.) Come, Rosalie, your bridesmaids 
will be waiting, — come : after the ceremony I must see you, 
sir. Come, Rosalie. Exeunt, R. ii. 

Jotham. How I do hate to keep secrets ! there'll be the 
devil to grind, and nobody to turn the grindstone. I shouldn't 
wonder if they didn't get married after all. 



58 MOLL PITCHER. 

Enter Justice Tonguesend, l. n. 

Justice, ill". Ilcok, where is Mr. William Gray ? 

Joihum. Ah ! Mr. Justice Tonguesend, are you invited to 

le weddmg ? 

Justice. "What Avedding, sir ? 

Jothatn. A\Tiy, Mr. William Gray and Miss Rosalie Ellistcn. 
v'was posted up on the church dooi", you know. 

Justice. The wedding will not take place. 

Jothani. %Miat makes you think so ? 

Justice. The reasons will not bo made public yet. I have 
an appointment here with a gentleman ; will you show me to a 
room where I may write in private ? 

Jothani. I will, sir. 

Justice. As constable, I may need your aid. 

Jothatn. This way, sir. Mr. Elliston's little room is open. 
I'll show you the way. I wish Moll would let me speak. 

Exit, 11. II. 

Scene III. — A handsome Apartment, with c. Doors. — Table 
and Chairs, E., Table and Chairs, L., Sofas, ii. a7id l. — Fruit, 
■ Cake, Wine, S^c.,on Tables, ii. and l., lVi7ie Glasses, §c. — Can- 
dclabras on Table. 








— ' l»oor. — 






Chair. 


* © * Chair. 
Table. 




Chair. * ^ ^ 
Table. 


7 Chair. 


e^ 








■^i 


Sofa. 








Sofa. 


r. n. 








L. II 



Music. Enter, from c. d.. Ladies and Gentlemen, with Nab- 
isY, JoTHAM Hook, Jk., and Mus; Hook. Ladies and Gents., 
K. H., Nabby, Mus. Hook, Jotiiam Hook, Jk., l. n. When 
Ladies and Gentlemen are on, Jotham Hook enten ■». i>., 
sliowing in Mr. Merton, who comes centre. 

Mr. Merton. Where are the parties to be married ? 
Jotham. All ready, sir, and willing. 



MOLL riTCUER. 69 

William etiters from c. d., co7ncs down v.. ii. Merton 7neei3 
him and shakes hands. 

Mert07i, The bride that -will be ? 

Jotham. (l. c.) Here she comes, too, sir. Now marry them 
quick, !Mr. Merton, and put 'era out of their misery. 

Mrs. Hook. Be decent, Mr. Hook. Here comes Rosalie. 

Music. HosALiE enters, E., veiled, attended by tico Bridesmaids. 
Mertox crosses, R. c, and takes her hand. 

Merton. Where is thy father, ISILss Rosalie EUiston ? 

Rosalie. At this moment I do not know. 

Merto7i. Nor you, Mr. Gray ? 

William. His absence is neeessarj^ : let that suffice. 

Merton. 'Tis well. {Grosses, l. c.) Before proceeding to 
consecrate this union, I ask, does any one knoAV a just cause 
why the marriage between William Gray and Rosalie Elliston 
should not be solemnized ? 

Maladixe enters, c. D., ^cith Justice Tonguesend awrf two 
Officers, down l. c. 

Maladine. I do know a cause, and assuming a right the lady 
knows I possess, do forbid you to proceed. 

Rosalie. William ! 

William, (r. c.) He has no right ; proceed. 

Maladine. If he dares. When Miss Elliston is possessed of 
.ho nature of my business here, she would as soon take a ser- 
pent to her bosom as that villain ! In the first place, she is 
mine by her father's promise. Officers, your duty; there is 
your prisoner. (^Ttco officers advance, R. c., and seize JVil/iam-) 
Your father has been mmxlered ! and there stands his mur- 
derer. 

Rosalie. IMurdered ! William ! 

Maladine. Yes, murdered ! 'tis well known to all that ISIr. 
Elliston refiised to give his consent to this union ; in rcvcnga 
for which act of duty, that man has taken his life. 

Merton. How know you this, !Mr. ISIaladine ? 

WUUam. If he is murdered, where is the body ? 



60 MOLL PITCHER. 

Maladine. It has not been found. A pool of blood, the ha 
last worn by Mr. EUiston, and papers which once belonged to 
"William Gray, with a weapon, were found upon Charlestown 
bridge, and are in my possession. 

William. A plot contrived by thee, villain ! I have not 
left the town for some days. 

Maladine. On these proofs, I charge him with the murder, 
and will appear with more in time. 

Merion. I cannot judge in the matter, but under these cir- 
cumstances I must suspend the ceremony. Bear the lady 
hence ; she would not marry her father's murdierer. 

Rosalie. What is it I have heard ? My father dead ! 

Maladine. It may be that the crime lies on her heart. She 
may have instigated the murderer to the heliish work. 

Williatn. Sir, I have not yet denied the charge — overcome 
with wonder. I know not what to say, biit this, — I knew not 
of his death, much less did I ever in thought conspire agair^st 
his life. 

Maladine. I demand his arrest and quick conveyance to 
prison, there to await his trial and doom. The death of her 
father leaves to me the guardianship of the Indy. Bear him 
hence. 

Officers are taking Gray off, c. ; Moll enters, c. d., sio/w them, 

Moll. Stir not, one of you. 

Maladine. Ila ! woman ! would you attempt to shieW a 
murderer ? 

Moll. {Comes doicn c.) He is no murderer. Villain ! I 
know thee, and can prove his innocence. Men of power, re- 
lease that man. {Officers release William.) A gang of coiners, 
plunderers, and robbers have but now been seized ; therw 
itands their chief ; secure him ; I will pTOve all I say. 

Ladies and Gentlemen. 

a ID n a 

p E) [5) 

Two Officers. Jotham. 

D O Moll. ij 

g| Mr. Merton. 

William, g] g] 

Roealie. H Maladine. 



M0I.1. PITCHEn 61 

Maladine' Have they betrayed me ? I, a servant of the 
Lord, to be thus traduced by a -wretch like this ! Sir, I appeal 
to you. 

Merton. (l. c.) Woman, your charge is a grave One, and 
cannot be listened to without some stronger evidence against 
my good brother here. 

Moll. Indeed ! First, then, I will prove this young man 
is innocent of murder. 

Rosalie. Do that, for all else I care not. 

Moll. He and his accomplices contrived the murder. I 
was near when it was committed. 

Maladine. (Aside.) Shall I take her life ? no ! but as a last 
resort. — Produce your proof. 

Moll. I will; come in. (.'2 man enters from c. d., completely 
hidden in a cloak, comes doicn c.) Ask of him who would have 
murdered the father of the girl, 

Maladine. I will : speak, unknown ; who is the guilty one ? 

Elliston. (c, throwing off disguise.') Thou, villain ; tliou : 
cJiord ! 

Rosalie. (Crosses, li.. c.) My dear father. (Theg embrace.) 

Moll. (l. c.) Ah ! what think you of my joower ? I can 
raise the dead. 

Jotham. (Coming dotcn L. c.) There's no use of a horseshoe 
where she is, by mighty ! (Retires vj) and sits on sofa, l. ii.) 

Maladine. Well, sir, I'm glad you still live. My position i"_ 
unaltered yet. Your wealth is mine, — houses, lands, and gold, 
— and your daughter's hand ! I claim it — I claim all ; and 
instantly. 

Elliston. (r. c.) True, my life is scarcely worth preserving. 
Yon woman saved me from a watery grave, and thus far has 
rescued me from the snares of as great a villain as exists on 
earth. My murder was intended. 

Merton. Mr. Elliston! (To Maladine.) Is this true, brother ? 

Jotham U on Sofa. 

Elliston. Moll. 

Eosalie. H O Jlr. Merton. 

William. (B @) Blaladina 

IS g) 

K. 11 L, n 

(\ 



62 MOLL riTCnER. 

Maladine. It is. No miracle can take from me the right I 
hold. Give her to me, and quick possession of this honsc. 

Merton. (L. c, next to Maladine.') Produce the promise ! 

Maladine. (l. c.) 'Tis here. I have worn the precioiis doc- 
imient next my heart, signed by the father and the daughter : 
this is my gi'and weapon ! from riches and power I bring him 
to poverty and dependence ; there, let it not pass from your 
hands ; there 

Merton. (^Opens and reads.) There are here no names ; a 
blank space, but no signature? 

Maladine. How, witch ! is this your work '' 

Moll goes doion, puts on spectacles, looks over the prom- 
ise ; taking the paper from Mr. Merton examines 
it, and laughs, 

Moll. Ila, ha, ha ! 'Tis your grand weapon, deceiver ! 

Elliston. "What does this mean ? 

Rosalie. I dipped the pen in water ; the sand gave it the 
appearance of ink ; the thought was from Heaven. 'Twas a 
holy cheat ; the deceiver was himself deceived. 

Maladine. (l. n.) Ten thousand devils ! 

Jotkam. {^Coming down, L. C.) Why, minister, I should like 
to hear your text next Sunday : I'll tell you a good one — 
«' They shall seek me, but they shall not find me." {Retires tip 
stage.) 

Maladine. Enjoy the triumph for the moment ! a secret of 
former days must now be known ; no crime is laid to my charge. 
Mr. Elliston, will you renew that promise ? 

Elliston. Never ! I despise you ; do your worst ! In a mo- 
ment of M'eakness 

Maladine. The dangers that threatened then threaten now. 
Rose Elliston, you once advised your father well ; advise him 
now. Fix to that paper your names again, or I go — and — 
and — it is too late. 

Maladine is going off, i. C. ; Jotham stops him 

Jotham. Stop, minister ! you can't go, because Moll saya 
you are captain of the coiners ! I'm constable, you know. 

Maladine takes L. C, Jotham sits L. ; Moll heckom 
Valdez on, from c. d., in the charge of txco officers. 



MOLL PITCHER. 63 

Maladine. How ! Valclcz ! Will he betray ? I must do it 
first. I deny the charge, and thus publicly, Mr. EUiston, 
charge you 

FJHston. Hold, sir ! C Spoken J> 

Moll. Let him sjjeak. This man here ^ cuick \ 

Maladine. {To Valdez.) Would betray mc ? ^ ^ 

Valdez. {Up stage, in c.) No; I would not. I have said 
not a word. The schooner is taken, and I 

Maladine. I must do justice : that man is chief of the coin- 
ers ; he swore 

Valdez. And he Avill keep his word. (Fires, Maladine falls.') 
Traitor ! I promised you steel ; you have got lead ! Let the 
lead and your heart's blood settle the difference. 

Maladine. Foiled in all! Elliston, I'm dying; scarcely a 
moment's mine ; come, let us part in friendship. I have been 
thy foe ; give me thy hand. 

Elliston. I cannot refuse a dying man. 

Gives his hand, Maladine draws weapon, attempts to 
stab him ; is prevented hj Moll,. %oho takes dagger^ 
Maladine falls, l. c. 

Maladine. {Moll watching Maladine.') Who art thou ? My 
disgrace, my death is thine ! 

Moll. One word, my name, will bring past years before your 
dying sight. When my eyes Avere bright, my form straight and 
comely, my hair raven tresses, my heart pure, you knew me 
well. Who told thee, years ago, thy death, if not one of igno- 
miny, would be one of shame and violence ? Did I not say a 
traitor's death should be thine ? Who was the prophet ? 

Malad'me. The past is floating by — Mary Diamond 

Moll. And Moil Pitcher are the same. Seducer ! the judg- 
ment has come. I am she. 

Maladine. Speak no mere; the name has lifted the veil 
of eternity. I am a violator and a murderer ! O that the 
black gulf that now ya■\v^ls to receive me would close upon me 
forever ! The hand of Death is here : his icy gi-asp is on my 
heart ! I will annihilate the scourge. Come, Death, the 
Tanquisher — come on — let us grapple ! Ha ! — victory ! — 



CI 



MOLL PITCHER. 



dcatli ! Mercy ! — keep lihn from my throat ! — mercy ! mer 
cy ! mercy ! {Dies,} 

Music. ElUston joins the hands of Rosalie and Wil' 
Uam. Moll looking at the body of Maladine, Val' 
dez in the background, in charge of oncers. Jotham, 
Jotham, Jr., Mrs. Hook, and Nobby, L. H. The 
ladies and gentlemen R. h. aiid L. H. The curtain 
slowly descends on the group. 



SITUATION. 



Officer. 



■ Tvfo Officers. 

Gentlemen 
II @ D 
IS El 



Valdez. 

ii 



ajid Ladies, 



dA lal 



Isl 



03 A 11 

Gray, m 



EUiston. Moll. 



Rose. I 



Officer 



gj Lady and 
Isl Gentleman. 

Bi Mrs. Hook. 
Jotham, Sen. 
Nabby. \/ g 



Body of Maladine. Jotham, Jr. 

B Mr. Merton. 



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